There isn’t much more to life than you can see;
The trick is to know where to look for it and learning how to see it.
In the past I have been called names by my critics and scrutinized over the content contained in the things I write and in my drawings; and truth be told, I very rarely listen to any of it unless it’s structural. See, everyone that reads something can think and interpret what they want from it…and the goal is to move someone so much that it affects them in a way that causes them to form some sort of attachment to whatever piece of artwork it happens to be. Regardless if it’s getting lost in a story or it’s picturing yourself in the artwork, that is the goal…love or hate, it’s what moves you that’s important. Tell me, before you were with the person you are with or were with, what made you make a move or respond to a move with one of your own? It’s the same way…you felt something that made you do something you might not have normally done with any ordinary person on the street.
Love makes everything I do move. Love makes me lay down the lines and the color or scratch some sentences on a page. Love draws you toward it. Love keeps you enticed. Love gives you attachment to it. Love makes you hate it or not. Love brings you to respond with a feeling. Love makes you look again.
I could never even think to do anything I do if I wasn’t honest with myself about what is really behind everything. I have gone on record to state that I have a God complex because I am as good at what I do as everyone says I am but the truth is, I say that to be funny. The truth is, that if I didn’t dissect why things happen the way they do, I wouldn’t know myself nearly as well as I do. It’s called being true to one’s self and I like to think I hold pretty steady to that. Trust me, I am that good and my ego isn’t nearly as small and humbling as a many great artists and writers I have studied throughout the years but the fact remains that you don’t have to be closed off to the world about where the confidence and ego comes from.
The funny thing is that no matter how many times I define what I do and why I do it, people always forget…or they think it’s changed over time or they might interpret things differently and it confuses them. I find it difficult and taxing for the most part, to continue to define myself through different words because they don’t change but reading the same thing over and over again just isn’t fun for you, so I take a little bit of that ego and mix it with some inspiration to give you this. To me, my life is an open book; if you looked for it, it’s all there. You could look at everything, pictures, words, whatever and learn nearly everything there is about me. There are people on the other side of the world who have emailed me what they think I am…and they tend to have a better grasp of it than the people who really want to know or so it seems. I enjoy the fact that people in Germany, Whales, Sudan, Great Britain, Taiwan, Japan and even China have a desire to follow what I do with great regularity. If I was logged into my Google Talk more often, I would constantly have many people with a genuine desire to be part of my life and what I do giving me everything from advice to money to wedding proposals (yes, there have been a few) and it’s nice to think that I have touched someone enough who is so far away that it boggles the mind. Some of you have shown me something special that spoke to me in ways that are amazing and to all of you, that is why it’s important for me to make the time to be involved or want to be involved with your lives in the same way you wanted to be a part of mine.
It’s important to know that you aren’t alone and if you think I am talking to you, I probably am but you should also realize that I have written this with the intention that many of you believe I am talking to all of you, individually and at the same time. It’s nice to think that you are special and every single one of you are but those special things I write specifically about and to you, I write directly to you when I can.
There is one person however that I must address here because I have no other choice; to you I say that I am done, I have been done for quite a while but you wouldn’t know that. Go out of your way to avoid me, after all-I am a horrible person. Maybe one day you will understand that I have only tried to be a friend when I didn’t need to. If that’s worth staying away to you and being weird, that is fine, no matter what your opinion of me, mine will never change of you. I know I am a better person for ever having met you and I have to respect the fact that you have no clue who you really are; it’s just too bad that I couldn’t help you find that out.
And to the rest of you, you might think that the above is for someone specific or you might think I just wrote it to make you think or to move you in a certain way. Like I said before, interpret this any way you like…after all, that’s what it’s here for.
I love you and miss you all-and yes, especially you.
PS: For Everyone; The best way to find the answer to anything is to ask the question; I will always answer any question without bias but if you want to know, that is exactly how to find out.
No comments:
Post a Comment