It’s no coincidence that we consider art to be one of the most important part of our lives. Art not only expresses what we feel deep inside, but heals and breaks it at the same time. And even if you’re not the creator of it, you can always find pieces of yourself in it. But for many, observing will never be enough. At some point in your life, you will feel the need to create. To just do something no matter how it turns out. To reach the darkest spot in your mind and finally discover that it is full of flowers, dreams and creativity.
For me, art has always been, if nothing else, a sort of identity. The only way I could ever express myself. The thing that I always felt I’m best at, if not solely good at. And I think that wanting to make art from such a ripe, young age means that this has been my purpose from the very beginning of my life.
But what does it mean to truly be an artist?
In my opinion, everyone is an artist deep inside. And we yearn for creation throughout our whole lives without even realising it.
For example, a bus driver can work 10-hour shifts, but still go home to his wife and find poetry in the strands of her hair, shortly before he sings her to sleep.
And a gardener, who thinks of Van Gogh’s Starry Night, while cuts and chops each flower in a yard and somehow has his own version of it. Or a stay-at-home mum, who wakes up in the middle of the night because she had an idea, and she just rushes to her sewing machine and puts together the most beautiful dress I have ever seen in my entire life. A true piece of art.
And I strongly believe that real, raw art is buried inside the eyes of everyday, ordinary people. The ones who go to school or work everyday, but deep down, are full time dreamers.
I know, because I think of myself as one too.
But thing is, I never settle for ordinary, and no matter how much I would love to, I simply can’t. It gets extremely frustrating when your eyes only sparkle for one thing.
But hell, I would never give this feeling up.
I love the sudden brainstormings and ideas, and I could never think of myself doing anything other than this.
Like it or not, art gives meaning and purpose to our lives, and that applies to every single human being, no matter if they admire it or make it. It makes you better, and helps you grow. It completely shapes who you are as a person, and not only broadens your horizons, but extends your state of mind more and more each time. I know it did all of the above to me.
And trust me, I have never felt more complete than when I had any sort of contact with art. And if you think a bout it, just about everything around us is art. From people, to the way a tree holds its fruit.
And it is once again, no coincidence that artists are constantly becoming inspired by their surroundings, and nature, and societies of every era in time. So when you think about it, we are not only surrounded by art, but literally live inside a masterpiece that is the world. And no matter how ugly it can get, it will always work as an inspiration for each and everyone of us.
Because, in the end, art isn’t supposed to be beautiful, it’s supposed to make you feel something. And the best thing about it, is that no one will get the exact same feeling as another. Art is not compromise. It’s wild, and exciting, and hurtful, yet so, so joyful.
And that’s the whole meaning of art. Finding joy and meaning in anything you see. All you have to do is look.
And you will feel everything.