This is my first blog on Hive and I want to share something that when anyone reads they'll get a new revelation of the not so profitable things to most people.
I believe that we have done the wrong thing by only creating for artists or by assuming that we must have a justification for creating. To me, it's something that we must do not for the applause of others but for the sake of being human and for the sake of just being sane. The more that I think about this, the more that I believe that to make something, whether doodling, a melody, an odd poem or even arranging sticks and flowers in an order, is intrinsically human.
Everyone kinda continues to question what something is for. If it isn't going to make us money or solve an issue, we immediately discard it or don't put in much effort to make it great. What I've realized though, is the things that I made that had no use beyond that they made me feel something, those are the things that made me satisfied. Making things brings me out of my own head. It silences that annoying voice that always must judge, compare or go crazy. For brief moments, I am able to simply be.
The most difficult part to be honest, isn't the doing, it's allowing myself to do it. There is always that fear of what if it's terrible? or what if people make fun of me? But the only alternative for that fear is to do it regardless. Terrible art is art. A messed upattempt is one that's courageous.
I no longer wait for inspiration. I make an appointment with time on the calendar, as with a shopping trip or an errand. Fifteen minutes. Even if there's not a thing better to do next. Because the actual reward isn't the work itself but what I am when the work is done.
