Blessed be the creators
I love artists.
I love how they share their perspective through their chosen craft.
Art is the icing on the cake. The added spice. The splash of colour.
How many days have been improved by the right song, a resonant combination of words, or an image that makes the impossible real?
I love art’s deep impertinence for rules. I exalt the anarchy and courage of its creators.
Every artist is revealing themselves. Exposing pockets of weakness and burning themselves on the pyre of expression; a pyre that burns bright with failure and criticism.
I once heard someone say that we are born with jewels in us and it is our mission to mine those gems. Dig them out, polish them up, and share their beauty with the world.
It’s not vanity to wear those jewels with pride. The more beauty and imagination that are brought to light, the more magic there is in the world.
Tell your story any way you know how. Don’t be shy.
Have you been creating lately? How does it make you feel?