2 days ago
I’ve always felt like I didn’t belong anywhere. And this feeling accompanies me in my creative journey too. I would love to be a painter, a sculptor, a poet. My entire life I have pursued so many forms of expression (including opera singing, which I studied for almost 10 years!). But painting was one of the ones I didn’t dare touching, despite a strong calling. .
Lately I feel like I have stalled creatively, because even though photography/storytelling is amazing and I love doing it, I can’t help but feel like I still haven’t found where I belong precisely. And maybe I never will! Or maybe I belong everywhere? The stakes seem so high now, that I don’t dare exploring as much anymore. .
For the past couple of years, there have been very brief moments when I have felt like it was ok for me to paint. And I grabbed brushes and I went for it. And I loved, LOVED it. The freedom of having no expectations. It is confusing to me that I am still chasing something, still wondering what I am supposed to do with my life – especially because I am already doing something. So what’s wrong with me? 😳😅😅 I have always envied people who choose a career early in life, and are content with it for the rest of their lives. Oh to find my place in this world at last…
This #PawfessorMacLovin portrait was inspired by @mabgraves , one of the many artists I am in awe of, for their capacity to remain enchanted, and because of the way she explores painting, sculpture, and so many artistic forms, with seemingly no complex. I wish we could all see the world with our innocent children eyes again, and never limit ourselves for the wrong reasons.
PS: this is me coming out as a part-time painter I guess 🙊😅 Very scary to put a painting here on my feed!