Queen of Cups 9" x 12" Watercolor in progress. | As many know, I have struggled throughout my life with depression. And recently I have struggled to chronicle my slow but steady recovery to a normalcy I have yet to experience. My art is instrumental on that road, as my creativity branches out into the mystic. An expression of soul otherwise left to fester. And yes, even the delightful emotions fester after a while. They need to be expressed and cared for. Art is my way of doing precisely that. While my creativity is branching into the mystic, I’ll be attending some photography classes, attempting to round out my skill set and urge on my creativity. It has been so long since I participated in life. This is a bit scary. Or is that just excitement. I don’t know which it is but it feels fun. I suppose it’s like riding a rollercoaster, scary and fun at the same time. But isn’t that what life should be, a little scary and a little fun? Perhaps a lot of fun. And to me, a lot of fun is anything to do with art. Photography will be great for me, teach me how to see again. There are just so many things that I’ve struggled with and somehow I lost my ability to see over the years. I really don’t know how to explain what seeing means. Seeing - To look at the world in shapes and lines, with the fullness of color and the form of beauty. Raising the ordinary to extraordinary, this is seeing. Watching a shadow slowly paint the room at sunset. This is seeing. The way the lines of a building play with the sky, this is seeing. A window framing the bend of a tree in the breeze, this is seeing. I will learn to see again. It is still all there. It just needs to be uncovered from all the disappointment and disparity. |
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