I have a need... I have a need within that feels like it's going to jump right out of my chest if I don't find a way of bringing forth it's yearning via some creative form. I'm never sure if it wants to be poetry, prose or pictures, usually one spurs the other but if it is not acted upon it builds in intensity that feels so uncomfortable... I turn to my photo files for inspiration as I'm feeling doubtful at this point, being in a low frame of mind, doubtful of my own ability to create! Did I ever create anything worthy of putting out there I ask myself? Of course I needn't worry for everything is there, every click of the shutter recorded, every moment I birthed some magic from my lens, I see it anew with the same sense of awe and wonder as if it was yesterday, and so today I can do the same. I can recreate the blissful state that nourishes at will... It's not surprising that I have this craving to create, that I feel this way, it is an inbuilt
"I don't know why people expect art to make sense, when they accept the fact that life doesn't make sense." David Lynch - City of Absurdity . Sometimes it's good to escape into abstraction, the place where you can just be... There doesn't have to be a reason just an intuition that your are in the right place, on the right track.... It doesn't have to make sense to anyone including yourself, it's all about the feeling of oneness and spontaneity with the work itself as it is working itself out, or freeing the thing that dwells deep within, a surfacing of that unique expression, the voice that is yours.