Some days I wonder why I paint so many miniatures. Sure, I’m a commissioned painter, but my personal collection is quite large.
Where the F- is the exit?
Miniatures are fun to paint, as with any hobby. Investing time in a creative activity is rewarding.
It’s an exit strategy. Time to run away. “It’s therapeutic,” they say.
But, it’s more than that.
For me, and maybe for you, miniatures or any artwork is you create is YOU.
Crazy as it sounds, I have always had trouble expressing thoughts in a manner that that is clear even to myself.
Maybe you are different this way?
Like me, we are different. We aren’t like other people. You think, differently.
That used to be the slogan for Apple’s Mac computers.
The sky isn’t simply blue. It’s a string of beads and cotton candy. That’s how you hear words and process them. It comes out weird.
Absurd. That’s the word.
Even you know that some thoughts don’t string together in a mainstream, coherent, or with any sense, you get it.
Yes, you know what is normal.
You have a point of reference of common sense and culture. You know what behaviors and actions are proper. What is right, and what works.
And you are capable and content living this way.
But, sometimes, you just want to let loose.
Contrast isn’t a color.
On the inside, however, words form in sentences that only we understand. Some might say this is how you conceive poetry. Imagery of senses that you see as much as you feel.
It’s the wiring up there. In the head, entire worlds live and die, repeatedly.
To get a simple point across, we repeat ourselves. Maybe not out loud.
In your head, or in some piece of writing. Do you write a lot of rambling thoughts?
It’s a never-ending rehearsal of dancing thoughts across a head stage.
Even Forbes Magazine speaks about this related concept.
Contrast is the difference between light and dark. Clarity of a topic or meaning, is a derivative of contrast.
To be clear headed is to see in black and white.
Can you think of concepts in black and white?
It’s not condescension; it’s uncertainty.
To some it’s condescending. To us, it’s just not being sure we were fully understood. We care that you know what we mean.
Second guessing oneself is the bane of growing confidence. Over-confidence is the death of self-instruction.
Don’t you want to grow?
Then, stop and listen….
It’s lonely when you aren’t heard. But, that doesn’t mean you need to speak louder, or repeat yourself, or say the same thing again and again.
(Oh, perhaps that is what I’m doing now)
Simplicity is better than complexity.
Isn’t that true?
Oliver Wendell Holmes, famed for once writing: “I would not give a fig for the simplicity this side of complexity, but I would give my life for the simplicity on the other side of complexity.” (source)
Whether you use words as a poet, or a paintbrush to make a picture, you were doing something to be visible and at the same time stay hidden.
Being both visible and in the shadows.
Is that you?
Everyone is normal until you get to know them.
On some days I feel like that’s what I do. I work really hard to see what else I can be. I’m trying to be normal by seeing how unique I can be.
Think about it. Kind of pointless, really. You are already unique and that makes you normal.
That is the key to true creativity, right?
Being who you already are.
Miniature painting is one of the ways I can speak without words.
But, the urge to be stay behind the lens or some metaphorical mask, is still there.
As a self-proclaimed artist (what is that anyway?), I’m OK with it.
If you are an artist, how do you speak?
Talking to a fake person is super easy.
You are my audience. Language can be quite cryptic.
I love to read. I love to listen to books while I paint and make stuff.
I’ll even write a few words on my iphone, like this blog post. Siri was a huge help. Dictating and doing all my research for me. But’s she a fake listener.
What does this mean?
Let it all out.
Simply, “you be you.”
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