Recently I read an article about a man's opinion on dating his artist girlfriend. It made me take a look at who I am as an artist and how I relate to people. I'd like for a moment to speak frankly, quite frankly.
I love color. I look for patterns in everything so nothing is superficially done. I like to take my time and must be able to see the end or at least what I think is the end before I begin. Of course the end is always better than I expected because I believe God steps in and says, "Oh, a vessel is doing something, now I can make something happen." I believe artists are conduits for God.
Everything becomes a canvas from the make-up I apply just to create color on my face to the plate of food that must be presented to eat. It's all about passion. Which means that a true artist will do things from the heart. Speaking from a woman's point of view, a female artist is about the object of her attention. Whether it be a piece of paper or the one she is with. There are no comparisons only the moment at hand. Each work is it's own baby and she doesn't like picking favorites.
When in the company of an artist one should feel like the only one in the room. No conversations of others will come up unless brought up by the other person. And there are no quiet thoughts unless she has her eyes closed while dreaming. Don't be surprised if every detail of you is etched into her brain for recall at any given time. That slight smile can become an inspiration for a great romance novel, a beautiful painting, or interpreted for a dance of passion.
Now on the flip side personally: while creating I can go for hours/days without eating, brushing teeth, or changing clothes. I can look tore up from the floor up but what I'm creating won't look that way. I don't want to see you and you don't want to smell me, lol. I'm social and a loner all at once. This I don't understand at all so how can I explain it. I love people and doing activities with people but can sometimes find myself alone in a room full of people. But know that I'm observing at all times.
Yes, I can take too long by your standards just looking at the clouds. But understand I'm desperately trying to drink in the moment, to burn it into my memory in case I never get to see it again. Everything is felt deeply, love as well as pain. But even scars on the heart become a pattern, a design in the end to be expressed in some way. So in the end it too can become something beautiful to look at, or at least intriguing.
I love color. I look for patterns in everything so nothing is superficially done. I like to take my time and must be able to see the end or at least what I think is the end before I begin. Of course the end is always better than I expected because I believe God steps in and says, "Oh, a vessel is doing something, now I can make something happen." I believe artists are conduits for God.
Everything becomes a canvas from the make-up I apply just to create color on my face to the plate of food that must be presented to eat. It's all about passion. Which means that a true artist will do things from the heart. Speaking from a woman's point of view, a female artist is about the object of her attention. Whether it be a piece of paper or the one she is with. There are no comparisons only the moment at hand. Each work is it's own baby and she doesn't like picking favorites.
When in the company of an artist one should feel like the only one in the room. No conversations of others will come up unless brought up by the other person. And there are no quiet thoughts unless she has her eyes closed while dreaming. Don't be surprised if every detail of you is etched into her brain for recall at any given time. That slight smile can become an inspiration for a great romance novel, a beautiful painting, or interpreted for a dance of passion.
Now on the flip side personally: while creating I can go for hours/days without eating, brushing teeth, or changing clothes. I can look tore up from the floor up but what I'm creating won't look that way. I don't want to see you and you don't want to smell me, lol. I'm social and a loner all at once. This I don't understand at all so how can I explain it. I love people and doing activities with people but can sometimes find myself alone in a room full of people. But know that I'm observing at all times.
Yes, I can take too long by your standards just looking at the clouds. But understand I'm desperately trying to drink in the moment, to burn it into my memory in case I never get to see it again. Everything is felt deeply, love as well as pain. But even scars on the heart become a pattern, a design in the end to be expressed in some way. So in the end it too can become something beautiful to look at, or at least intriguing.
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