art

Creativity is inherently anti-authoritarian. As in: to be successfully creative, you have to shed the part of yourself that desperately wants reassurance. It’s only then that you can escape cliche and escape paradigmatic thinking.

I realised that writing wasn’t just about others reading my work; it was about honouring the voice inside me that needed to speak, to connect, to be seen. Now, the question isn’t why I avoided it, but why I waited so long to embrace it. My “why” is to be authentic, to release the stories within me, and to inspire others to find their own voices... See more

As for me, I have several “whys”... Why didn’t I have enough courage to publish until a few months ago? Why did I avoid the only calling I’ve ever had: writing? For years, fear held me back – fear of judgment, of not being good enough, of exposing my vulnerability to the world. Writing, my truest form of expression, felt too raw, too personal to... See more

I’ve always rolled my eyes at writers who say you should never write unless you can do nothing else with your life. That art is a misery and being an artist a punishment from the gods. I think that is corny and untrue. What is true, though, is that you should only write (or paint or photograph or act, etc.) if you love it. If you enjoy the act of... See more

Only once “why” is alive in you can the “how” be imbued with soul. Technique without intention is sterile. Skill without purpose is mechanical masturbation. Even love without a “why” turns into obligation. But once your “why” is loud enough, the “how” begins to assemble itself... not without effort, but with coherence. The path might twist or... See more

I am not terribly optimistic about the state of the world. I do not think the people with power and wealth are working to improve our lives. In the realm of art, I think they are trying to drown us in their flood of garbage until we are hollowed out automatons with no function left but to consume “content.” Yet isn’t that all the more reason to... See more

making art is hard. there is no cheat code that would make it easy. excavating the soul should be hard; it would be alarming if it wasn’t. the satisfaction you feel, however, when you see the words trooping along the page exactly as you dreamed them up, melodic and honest; it is heaven made real.