Anyone remember the band Cursive?
No? Here: Art Is Hard
To be perfectly honest, I've spent this summer in a funk. there's been plenty of "stuff" on my to-do list to keep me busy, but I haven't felt genuinely creative in months, which leads to seasons where you wonder if you were ever very creative (unique, original, inspired) at all.
I can't seem to decide what aesthetics I like best... if I'm neutral or bright (or dark). if I'm classic or funky. if I'm elegant or loud. if I'm organic or geometric. I like a little bit of everything and I keep changing my mind.
In these moments I have doubts about my business, about its future. Where I want to go, what I want to do and what's important to me.
When I boil all the water out of my proverbial pot, I go through my photos and rest on the ones that feel "right" - and they're usually like this one. ten thousand miles above ground: light and dark, sunshine and storm, peace and turmoil. Something you can see, but can't hold. Something you can admire, but can't control.
I don't know what that means. maybe nothing. But it felt honest and right to share - coming up with beautiful things all day every day is hard. Knowing if you're doing it right is hard. The downright crazy thing is that everyone makes it look so effortless, but I guess that's what makes it beautiful, right?