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Does Art Necessitate Mental Unrest?

Music alone is not enough
And being a film director is too much

It's usually the case that there's nothing that I want to say badly enough to put myself through the labor. There was a time when I really wanted to say something, and I did. But, mental well being, in a way, quells the desire to express myself through art.

Something about art has been about me not being seen enough, good enough, or just enough period. Feeling like enough kills the drive to express yourself in what David Bowie once called "such rarefied terms".

I still make music, I still record music, almost never finish it, and share it with others even less.

There's more to me than being a musician. I do have a love for it, but I need more. I always hated math, I've grown curious about it, and have gotten substantially better. The pandemic compelled me to become a roof salesman and to get my insurance adjusters license. I still laugh at that, but nothing is wasted.
Transferable knowledge is taken from any venture, if you really try at it.

I've heard a guru or two say that the same fascination that can be gleaned from looking at a star filled sky can be experienced while staring at a stone. That notion is something that crossed my mind as a child, but children don't have the vocabulary for it.


I've heard it said that art is a way of life. I agree with that most. And it's probably why one of my favorite types of art is "installation art" it says let me play with life, in the space in which you live.

Anyone who knows what art is, definitely knows... But only for themselves.

I don't know what it is, but most days feel like art, yet I've little to show for it in the traditional sense.




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