What My Art Is and What It Shall Be

I felt inspired today to write this...

There comes a time when one must ask oneself, who am I, and not avoid the answer. When one must examine the minutiae of one’s life and acknowledge every fault, every sin, with a critical eye. This examination must be done in such a way as to not cause more faults or cause one to sink into despair. Rather it must be approached from the outset as a process for self-discovery, self-improvement and self-growth by means of accepting one’s immutable and ignominious acts. Through acceptance one can finally grow to understand one’s life, and one’s position in the world.

For me that time is now. So how do I examine my life and how do I analyze my mistakes? How do I cut through the excuses, the subtle affectations I have cloaked my memories in and in turn come to understand how I came to be who I am? And what medium should my self-reflection take when every medium is available?

That’s the beauty of self-reflection; it may take whatever medium it needs. And so my journey shall take its physical form in an unrestricted fashion, dictated by instinct rather than reason. In my art I shall challenge myself to discard all my old lenses, rose colored and not, and take a long, clear look at myself, my real self. I must shed my postures, my limits, my inhibitions, and fears. Then carefully, layer-by-layer, I will peal back my emotional restraints, the mental stop signs I set to avoid painful self-truths. Thus gradually I will come to understand why I am the way I am.

My art will be the embodiment of my self-examination and self-acceptance. My art will be my method of self-declaration. My art shall be, in essence, the embodiment of me.