Smoldering

Considering myself an artist in some sort, I am often drawn to artistic values of any object and ponder upon the thought process of the artist that produced the work that it is. I can only imagine that things that ran through the mind that left an impressive emotion to move the art as it is.

I have been watching more shows lately about how artistic process that comes from those who have succeed seems to follow no trend and logic but rather an impulsive expression that makes it all the more provoking.

As I thought to myself and wondered how am I not being able to think the way they do, seeing that I am interested in this area of life. Then it dawn on me that I have not let my true artistic self emerge fully for I have put out so many compromising efforts to appease those around me that do not understand.

Much of what goes through my mind can be of not rational or logic but rather a non descriptive image that represents a moment of significance. I have tried to express it out in many forms, such as music, as well as in writing. Unfortunately I am limited in such that I was bounded by fear of insults and criticism. But such is my nature that somewhat seeks to please people which led me to find a compromising balance to what I can conjure the best representation of both worlds. I want to to show what is the mysteries that is in me but also giving an acceptable logic to its production.

What led me to write about this post was the word 'smoldering.'

Unable to determine where this is word is coming from but its meaning and representation of the image in my head is pushing for an emotional state of where I am at this point of my life.