TASTE FOR LIFE, MEANING FOR LIFE

2024 Author: Harry Day | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-17 15:43

When asked "why, why live", we can hear a lot of quite popular clichés:

To start a family

To give birth and raise children

To have fun, joy

To create something of value

For self-realization, the embodiment of your talents

For experience

Working off karma, past sins

Serve God

To fulfill your desires, wishlist

To know the meaning of life

Know yourself

For love

etc.

What version do you have? How would you answer this question - why, for what, for what to live? What is the taste of life?

A large white sheet of paper appears to me. And you can draw on it. We all have different input data: a different set of brushes and paints, some have only crayons, some have only got a piece of coal since childhood. Someone has already managed to get the sheet dirty (other children, other adults), and someone already has beautiful sketches. Someone was told that it is generally impossible to draw, but you only need to write certain squiggles in a certain order every day. Someone is dictated what exactly it is possible and necessary to draw, and what - in no case is it impossible.

It was explained to someone from childhood that you cannot draw, that you are a bad artist, that there are no paints in the world, that the paper is of poor quality, that only truly talented and lucky people can draw, and we are not like that.

In general, yes, we all had different childhood, we start the creative process with different loads.

But there is a certain given:

1) there is a sheet of paper you can draw on

2) there is a set of objects that you can draw with, brushes, pencils, felt-tip pens, paints (these are your abilities, qualities, resources: money, time, energy, etc.)

3) there is an input set of beliefs about the drawing process (how easy or difficult it is, what kind of artist you are, what you can draw and what you can't)

And then you take it and draw. Life is a creative, constructive process. Creation of yourself, your environment, your rhythm, pace and dynamics of life. You paint. Someone sketches popular social templates, and someone is informal: they draw something strictly their own, individual, different from all drawings.

And what can spoil life?

The original paper or ink quality is poor. These are, for example, serious defects in appearance, poor health, soreness, weak immunity, developmental pathology, and disability. Etc.

Paper already streaked, painted with ugly, dark tones, blots. These are our childhood experiences, traumatic situations, rejecting, devaluing behavior and attitudes of significant adults, bad actions towards us.

And finally, the imbibed beliefs about what drawing is and what kind of artist I am. I don’t want to draw and I’m not interested, if I’m convinced that it’s difficult, difficult, that it’s a big responsibility. And that I, as an artist, as a creator - not very … That hands are from one place, and in general that drawing is only for privileged people, for the elite. And you - write your squiggles.

But again, there is a certainty - you have a sheet of paper and you have something to draw with. ALWAYS have something to paint with. ALWAYS there - on what.

You can outline a blot put by other people, decorate it with patterns and give meaning to the image, so that this blot fits into the overall pattern of the drawing.

You can lighten dark tones, bring in bright colors. You can get some beautiful paints if you are unlucky with those that you inherited.

You can draw on low-quality paper and still get a masterpiece, or you can draw monotonous scribbles on an excellent sheet.

You can give meaning, meaning to your drawing, a message to other people, or you can just draw from the heart, slightly sticking the tip of your tongue above your upper lip. The drawing doesn't have to have any meaning. Just paint. This is your creation.

Through drawing, you can tell about yourself, about your feelings, about what kind of person you are.

You may or may not paint. You can abandon this process. You can believe that you are bad at drawing, or you can spit on everything and just paint paints on your canvas, not paying attention to who and what will say. You can lament that there is not enough blue / green / yellow, or you can mix different tones and get the desired shade.

All this, all the decisions about what you draw, how you draw and why you draw are YOUR responsibility.

Nobody can force you to create by force. You and only you decide what to do with the sheet and paints given to you. You and only you decide whether to believe what they say about you as an artist.

Everything that you do every day, how you breathe, how you act, what decisions you make is a creative process. As a result, your drawing can be monotonously gray, like the September sky, or it can be filled with bright colors, like a Venetian carnival. The decisions about what will happen in the end are up to you. Every day. Every minute. Every moment.

A taste for life is love for this creative process, it is joy and pleasure in the opportunity to create. Because life is an OPPORTUNITY to create.

How pleasant or unpleasant it is to you - it mainly depends on those beliefs about the process and yourself as a creator, which you took on faith.

But believe me, just take my word for it, this can be a VERY PLEASANT process! It can be like that if you believe it. If you try to create as if it were really true.

So, what drawing do you get today? What did you manage to draw? Do you like what you paint? If not, why do you think this is the case?

What drawing do you want to get as a result?