People are more comfortable when you live a life similar to their own, but we weren’t put here to make others feel more comfortable. Live loud make em squirm.
My heart is growing
I can’t hide the truth
It’s breaking free
I can keep quiet but only out of respect to innocent
The fight is still in me
but the direction in which I focus
has narrowed to only my art
my art which is vast
but what matters is
There is a reason why you’re here
It’s to read this poem and to realize this poem’s existence would cease without you
It would be silent
A dead silence with the night air stuck in a place that never really existed
It would lack the chaos of us
Trees would fall into oblivion
I would fall into oblivion.
there’d be no us
there’d be no poetry
You are the poetry
The road winds in a manner
that seems as if I keep walking in circles
but there are very subtle differences
differences only a curious person would notice
like the flowers are a different shade of blue
or the bugs are crawling on their backs rather than their bellies
Makers of art wander on and off this road
while others trudge trudge doing the same thing
over and over
Artists do at times get caught in the monotony of it all
because we are one of the others
however our path is different
it is of more depth
(which might I add is much harder than it sounds)
Our satchels fill with old cocoons left behind by butterflies,
odd shaped rocks,
and twigs wrapped in twine
left as symbols of where we’ve been
or left to warn of places we dare not tread again
So it may seem as if we are constantly stuck
in the same ole rigamaroe but trust me
We are not.
(Yes, I wrote rigamaroe)
Funny thing about writing is
you do it for yourself to feel better
hoping it might make somebody else
You are a poet because of the way in which you document your life.
Don’t let them get you down
I know you probably supported them
and their dreams so much so that you lost yourself
And now that you’re reaching for the stars
it seems they are intentionally avoiding your endeavors
That the support you provided isn’t reciprocated
That’s ok cuz this is your fucking dream
Dream bigger since it’s just you
dream louder and longer
and don’t stop until you have everything you’ve ever wanted
just because they don’t have the courage to support you while you’re learning
doesn’t mean you’ll never be good enough
keep going keep digging
Did you ever believe?
If you never have then you’re not a credible source.
I need someone on both sides of the coin.
Paul Cézanne was a post-impressionist painter born January 19th 1839 in France. Cézanne felt that art should go hand in hand with nature. In a letter to one of his pupils, Emile Zola, he says, ” But you know all the pictures painted inside, in the studio, will never be as good as the things done outside.” He felt that an artist should see nature in a way that no one has seen it before. That they must make a vision for themselves. Not in an extremely cryptic way, but by being fully conscious of their own sensations. Of both feelings and visual sensations in unison. And then, using intelligence, organize it into their work.
I really like that he says we must make visions for ourselves. I think at this point it’s so easy for people to say “everything’s been done” but I don’t think everything’s been done. If we take things that have already been done and mingle it with our own beliefs and experiences I truly believe we could create something that’s never been done. However if we get too caught up on trying to create the thing that hasn’t been done, we miss out on the act of creating. And that’s where the connection, or the uniqueness, lies. I don’t think creating something that hasn’t been created yet is as important as creating something that truly reflects who you are. And to create something that truly reflects who you are requires a consciousness of yourself, your feelings, your experiences, and the world through your eyes.
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Information from, Theories Of Modern Art by Herschel B Chipp
Pictures from, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_C%C3%A9zanne