Sometimes I don’t write as much on here as I want to because I’m just not sure anyone wants to read it. I’m a big “what’s the point/end game/ultimate result of this action” type-a girl and this has felt pointless at times.
I started smoking weed again recently. I took about a year off because I was manic and the weed was making it way worse. It wasn’t making me more manic, It was just making me think too hard about all my poor decisions and I couldn’t be bothered to take inventory (or stop my unglued behavior) at the time.
These days I’m in a much better place and can enjoy weed again so I am. I smoked this morning and I began thinking about art and life, and life and art. I asked myself what art is, and thought about how we define it, and whether its matter if no one else sees/appreciates our creations.
Staring out the window, I realized that art is simply our interpretation of our own reality. Whether its music, painting, creating comic books, making a vase, or oversharing on the internet, art is simply our feeble attempt to show everyone around us how we see the world, and what emotional filters we apply to our lens.
I then thought about my own art.. my writing and photography that I don’t always classify as art. How could journaling my stream of consciousness on a public forum be considered art?
The truth is, art doesn’t have to be beautiful or profound. It just has to be genuine and honest. Our job as an artists is to tell our truth then run with it as far as we can. To run with those thoughts you get when you’re stoned or in any deep state of inspiration where you get an idea that is brilliant, but the sensible part of your mind vetoes because it’s “too crazy”.
But following those crazy thoughts is what separates the greats from everyone else.
Everyone who has ever made an impact on the world was crazy. Every single one got laughed at for their ideas, or worse. Crazy ideas are how we advance as a society and create greatness, because it’s something no one has done before.
Someone has to do it. Why can’t it be me? Or you?