This is one of the reasons I make time for artwork. During childhood it was a huge part of my life, and now it allows me to reclaim a part of myself back. It allows me to be in the moment and feel like I belong to myself. It gives me a sense of flow.
I wonder if our lives at any given point of time belong to us. Not in theory. Really BELONG to us. To do with as we wish, when and how we wish. A child’s clothes, food, time and everything else is decided by parents. When you grow older and meet someone, you don’t do half the things you want to so as not to create discord. Later on, as you get married, you have others to think about…families, society…every decision has variables attached and the outcome is usually far from what you had imagined.
I wonder how it will feel if you were to wake up one morning and do all the things you want…do as you desire, not think of what should be done and what shouldn’t. An extremely selfish thought…but luring nevertheless.
The world would of course go into chaos. Probably what keeps us going in a line…
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