I must confess; I don’t paint, write, sketch or draw all the time. Sometimes days or even months go by and I did not lift a finger on a paintbrush or a pencil. Just like the paper stays blanc so does my mind.
Sometimes I ask myself; what do you call yourself, it seems you have all the possibilities that comes with creativity? And I always end up with the same answer; I’m not an artist. I’m someone who enjoys to be creative. I can find joy in many true artist like Picasso and Moroccan artists like Abdelhadi Mourid and Samira Ait el Maalam. I am fascinated by abstract art but abhorrence art which is being hailed as a creative explosion; what is so creative about a blanc canvas or only a dot on a canvas that costs thousands of euros? Don’t get me wrong, every person sees art the way he or she wants to see it. But this seems to me absurd! I guess that’s why I don’t call myself an artist because a true artist don’t judge right? But then again what is wrong in being vanilla in the artist world? Isn’t art supposed to be a form of freedom?
Even though I don’t paint or have the chance to work on my creativity due to many reasons, when I have a reason I enjoy every bit of it and I hope that you all Loves keep enjoying the thing you love to do. Because no matter what comes between your thing that you love, remember how you feel about it! Don’t let someone tell you otherwise.
What do you love to do Loves?