...how creativity feels...
Thursday, June 23, 2011 
Sometimes I feel the weight of it all rise up in me. This tremendous itch in my hands and feet and I try to keep it there and not let it work its way in to my heart. If it reaches my heart it might explode. So it pushes just in my hands and my feet...this desire to try everything and to be everything...to create everything. I want to photograph everything beautiful in the world...every great moment and capture all light at its best...and all people at their best. Sometimes I just want to line up every beautiful object in the world and photograph and catalogue it away. I want to paint impossible things and draw clever insights up on thick heavy paper. I want to paint, or sculpt, or draw enough to express every deep felt sentiment that I have so perfectly that I won't ever need words again. But I will need words, because I want to write everything there is to write and to read everything there is to read…every great book. I want to explain a single moment so well that you know what it feels like to be there. And to learn about everything...all the how-tos and every how-things-work and all the nuances of history. All the nuances. I want to create things that never existed before. From every medium. Old and new. So that everything fits together. I want to quilt the perfect quilt...a whole stack of them. Lots of white and bright pieces of vintage color. I want to make them for someone who will appreciate their warmth. To stitch them in my house that has so many pleasant places for my eyes to rest. And to make a most perfect meal. So simple and subtle. And serve it in a garden of flowers that I watched grow....flowers that I can gather and put on a table under strings of lights and filled with friends and family. And we will listen to all the best music in the world...all kinds. Music that sings words that cannot be spoken. So that we have made and heard all the music that there is. And have every conversation there is to have and know everything important about each other. And this is the world that I keep on my hands and feet. It's beautiful and enough to drive anyone mad.
Reader Comments (1)
you are an inspiring person. i mean that so sincerely. i wake up and can't even begin to think about creating anything, and i never have felt that way. it's something i want to cultivate in myself. you give me the inspiration to work harder on it.