An Artist’s Vision

I think that, in a way, each artist has asked themselves: what’s your ideal? I feel that your ideal is your perfect world. This doesn’t necessarily mean a utopia, though. In your perfect world, what is exposed? What is made right? What makes people feel? Who is around you? Who is not? With the limitless... Continue Reading →

Embrace the Rejected

Nowadays, it's so easy to criticize. It's simple to dish out critiques online or even to look in the mirror and tear ourselves apart. Trends are so easily established and shared that it's glaringly obvious when we aren't participating in them, and social media has implemented this heightened mob mentality that sways our opinions before... Continue Reading →

It’s All Been Done Before

There are so many cop-outs we can use when we're avoiding something. There's not enough time. It's too hard. I don't have any good ideas. It's simpler to keep on doing the same. I'm too busy. No one cares. It's all been done before. This is the one that seamlessly waits in the wings of... Continue Reading →

Going in Afraid

It freaks me out, if I'm honest. Staring at a blank page knowing I have to turn it into something is slightly terrifying. But I have to write. There is just no choice in the matter. There is something in my mind that just takes to words so strongly, and craves to construct them in... Continue Reading →

Excuses, Excuses

My creativity intimidates me. It sounds backwards and odd when I actually write it out, but it's true. Something that used to be my escape is now something I fear. But I don't think it's necessarily the creativity or the writing (in my case) themselves that incite this fear; it's the potential for failure. In... Continue Reading →

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