Most artists make art to work out something inside of them..Some artists are tortured (like van gogh) and they paint out their turmoil. For some reason people value these pearls that are created around the sand grain of suffering. Some of the greatest art comes from pain and sadness. There seems to be a lot of honesty in humans when they are sad or suffering. Humans have empathy and relate to art that is made from an honest expression of heart. For some reasons artists tend to doubt that what rings true in their own heart and think that it is not valuable enough to share. Genius lies in having faith in the inner voice that god gave you. It takes courage to stay true to this voice. I always get a little bit nervous when people really like my art and buy it etc..especially my strange dark and personal pictures. Sometimes art can lift you up and make you feel better and help you to see the fact that life (in spite of all its darkness) is still something that has a hell of a lot of beauty.
SONNET 18
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
I know in my life I will never make a piece of art that comes close to that song or those words but I find pleasure in trying.
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