Art Has No Shape or Form

Posted by Ryan R. on Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Growing up I didn't have a wild imagination. I never formed an imaginary friend or believed I lived in a cloud castle. My feet were firmly planted on the ground. My creativity came from my eyes. I took the subtle criss crossing of branches and turned that into a face. The certain way my living room carpet laid was a field in which I could gallop through. Even today I enjoy making pictures out of everyday things around me.

Art has always played a large part in my life and I'm sad that I never pursued it more. I had to let go of art because it didn't afford me the life in which I wanted to lead. I didn't want to be another struggling artist trying to find his niche. I wanted to be able to provide for myself and eventually for a family. Even though I had to let art go, I still respect it a great deal and appreciate what can be accomplished. Heck! Maybe one day you'll see my Macaroni sculptures in the Carnegie Museum of Macaroni Art.

The point of this post was to say never let your passion fall into oblivion. Even though it might not be your main focus, don't let it slip away completely. Set aside time for a scrap drawing, a small Haiku or a short piece on the Piano. Self expression is vital to the balance of life and people do not set enough time aside to do it. You might not be the next Van Gogh, but that shouldn't stop you from trying.



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