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Posted by Dillon Baker on February 15, 2012 at 10:50 PM

Hello All!

I just wanted to preface this first blog post to say hello! and thanks again to Lynette for the great opportunity to share some of my thoughts, feelings and experiences as an aspiring artist with you! I do hope you enjoy the musings and ramblings. :-)

This week I have been thinking alot about finding art in everyday life and the places and times it seems to most allude us! I believe there is more to say on this topic certainly but some recent changes my life have prompted this particular view idea.

For a time I thought art was something you had to go and seek out. That inspiration only lay in the magnificent, the new, and in the elongated halls of art galleries and museums. The day to day grind, the repetitive endless tasks of life have only ever seemed to distance us further from the magical, inspired life I imagined exists out there somewhere. 

 

 

Let me tell you with some assurance – it doesn't.

 

 

It doesn't because it already exists right here and now, as it always has; in the blinking lights of a passing truck, synchronizing to classical music on the radio in an early morning symphony of utility and design. In the chaotic whispers and ramblings of nocturnal creatures out your window, juxtaposed with the gentle rise and fall of sleeping breath beside you.

 

 

Art is alive.

 

 

And like all living things if you try and hold it too tightly,if you try and isolate, analyze, and protract it, you destroy it.

 

 

You must be apart of the moment to see the beauty in it.

 

 

After all, it's not in the chasing of the rainbow, that you are able to appreciate it. You have to stand back and let it exist.

For someone who has been chasing their dreams from one side of the world to the other, it has been a difficult task, to say the least. It has been difficult not to resent the impertinence of obligation, not to see routine as a thief of inspiration, instead of reconsigning the truth - it was me.

 

 

Fear is the thief. Fear of failure, of imperfection, ostracism, mediocrity, fear of a lack of control, fear of ultimate meaninglessness, they cause us to claw into those moments of inspiration for dear life, hoping that they can carrying us on out of whatever “inescapable” situation we believe ourselves to be in at that moment.

 

 

All I can say, having chased that ephemeral essence of life till I ran out of space to do it, is; all you need exists within you and around you. As it always has. As it always will.

 

 

See it. Find it. Believe it.

 

 

You are the living thing. You are yourself the art.

 

 

Don't be afraid.

:-)

 


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