Yes, you heard me correctly. The reason I love my art is not what you may think. Truth be told, I am a big ole coward. I struggle with fear every single day. The reason I love my art is because of the journey it takes me on. I'm not good instantly. In fact, often times, I'm not even good after a while. But my art causes me to show up. Showing up causes me to face my fears and anxieties on the regular. This is an incredibly humbling practice for me. In fact, dare I say it, it's downright spiritual. I could be writing this with tears in my eyes and though I am misty in my eyes, I write this more with resolve. I love the Art Nurture Journey because it is always whispering to me, calling me to deeper authenticity. More radical self-acceptance and more daily bravery. I can't tell you how many times I have chosen the safe route. I can't even count how many times I've actually practiced sheer avoidance. But still my art nudges me in my process. No, I don't love my art because I'm just "a natural" and it's "oh-so-easy". I don't love my art so I can tweet out how cool I am when I do something and get approval or self-significance. I love my art because it causes me to face all of those human needs. All of those deep and real desires. Sometimes (most times) it ain't pretty. So, yeah, I don't embark on this journey thinking I know it all. The more I learn, the more I "unlearn". The more I master, the more I am a student. The more I succeed, well that just means I started failing faster. The more I share with you, the more I have had to peel back the layers of me. It's not for the end result, though results can be cool, but it's for who you become in the process.
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