12 x 16in on museum quality panel
Creativity is a funny thing.
Originality highly prized.
Fear of rejection breathing hotly on the collars of all who would attempt
to deliver on either of the above.
We learn rules that we then become afraid to break.
We learn the boundaries so that we can then walk safely in them.
Like a starved soul we look over the fence to the lush green pastures of the WILD BEYOND.
We know we have a gift within–
one we keep tightly wrapped (in brown paper of course).
Even as our appetite grows bigger by the minute
we ask someone else to order from the menu for us.
Someone to decide if “it’s” finished or good enough.
Now let me ask you..
How would you ever know what I have been craving?
What I have a mind to eat up by the spoonful?
Or how could I have those answers for your cravings?
It is precisely why creative work cannot be advised upon, steered from or understood from the outside—-not while it’s happening.
You have an appetite.
I know you do.
Don’t wait to see if someone else can discern it, can guess it, or can advise you.
Your appetite needs you to say what you want.
Your appetite needs you to order what you have a taste for.
Your appetite is how the REAL you shows up in your work.
What are your REALLY craving?