I like to think that I live through my art. That even when times are rough, and I’m lying to the entire world about the state of my sanity, I’m honest in my art. My poetry (though it maybe confined to the desktop of my Mac) allows me to explore my emotions. My acting allows me to explore the emotions of others and then in turn think about how the characters’ emotions and situations apply to my life. I think I create art in various other, non-specific ways as well. I guess in a way, art allows me to be selfish in a way I try to avoid being in “real life.” I kind of hate to say it, but at this point in time, I think the main purpose of my art is to help me. My mission is to one day feel strong enough and confidant enough in my art to share it with the world freely. But at the moment, I will settle for creating for me.
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