Ghosts of the Heart, by Calliope's Room Photography |
I don't think I've ever heard a better explanation of what I feel is my constant struggle with my art and photography. Upon completion of any piece of art, whether it be a photograph, a drawing and now more recently, a painting, there is a tugging at my chest. Something is always missing. I feel the piece could have been better if only I had or if only I hadn't. I've always felt this was a flaw of my own doing. I've felt very strange inside and as though I wasn't worthy of making art. Some artists might know exactly what I'm describing for they've felt it as well. However, I honestly think that if the feeling ever goes away, then so will my desire to create. For that reason I welcome this uneasy and constant tugging at my heart ..... I hope it never goes away. If only all of life's uneasiness was as acceptable and tolerable.
1 comment:
yup, very well put - I can totally relate to that - its the same with just about any challenge - often once you've accomplished something you were striving to do you're completely over it...I always kinda put it down to ADD, but this explanation seems a whole lot better.
You have a really good way of summing things up btw
Deon
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