Reborn
I feel like a newborn suddenly and I am breaking free, finally.
Because even if I can't yet consider myself an artist, I'm still not capable of flying all by myself but I sure am on my way to becoming one of them.
Hell, I'm not even sure of what's in my hands, what was I made for? But I will find on my way. Because I sure am born to create and let flow the truth out of everything, using creativity as my tool, my weapon.
I must change my world with it, no matter what it takes. My art being my weapon against society's ignorance. Slowly but surely breaking the mask before its very eyes.
I am learning how to get rid of my chains, how to keep working on what I love, what I crave.
Because art is endless, it's impossible for an artist to get bored of their art. It consumes the artist –and they consume it back.
But I am constantly stopped by mundane obligations installed by society, by those people who see a picture as just a picture, who get mad at the street artist's graffiti; wandering in front of masterpieces in museums without thinking that much about them. Without thinking that much about anything actually.
I don't want to be one of them. I'm the other kind of person. I'm the one who can stare at a painting for awhile, looking for every detail to find the double meaning of everything, smiling like a freak while explaining that some graffiti is as good as a Michelangelo artwork in its own way...
Then between these people, we finally got the artists, they are the most interesting, dedicated and yet selfish, obviously that make them so amazing and inspirational.
Such inspiration is what fuels live. Passion makes it worth living. We must step forward and climb that fence of constructs, a way of living that intricate the life itself.
I wish I could find my passion, my muse that'll make the colors bleed and burst in a beautiful explosion of feelings and knowledge over that black sketch on white canvas.
And the colors will expand on canvas and so will my wings, finally being able to elevate myself, in pure feeling of freedom.
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