I ask myself a lot after finishing a painting or sculpture,'How did I do that, was that me?'
Next I think to myself,'How am I able to get back to that creative, creative space again?'
It feels so evasive infrequently. I try and designate communications of fantasy or some inner connection back to that space, that nebulous space. I set precedent communications to that world that seems so magical and try and recover what I had when I was in that trance like method of artistic grace.
I find creativity because of the will to know it, not by reading tarot cards or dancing with the devil. Hummm, well maybe a little.
Smile.
How I get to that space? By 'rescuing' my day and restoring my own artistic grace.
I DO sing! I sing and feel the mood of the vocalist, then make it my own. I stop myself from following rules or making new ones. Oh! Those pesty rules that say, bind up the whole process, make the right lines, add only proper colors...
Take out that emotional palette and fill it with every color possible.
How do I get to that creative, artistic space? It still escapes me completely, but the more i write about it, the more i sing and paint and sculpt and think and dream, it comes to me. I must have it lest I vanish.
I truly believe that we are able to rescue our own selves from a host of unhappiness by drumming into that creative space.
I think as an artist one must continually designate communications of self preservation to those fields of longed for evasive spaces, lest they fall into deep depression.
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