Art

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Dreams of yesterday

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Dreams of yesterday

I awoke from a dream, and something ancient within myself did too. In this dream I walked into an art school and signed up for a year of art classes. They would be photography based mixed with figure drawing (my favourite subjects at art school). I was so excited to dive into creativity and had flashes and visions of colour and what I would create.

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A Vessel for Creativity

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A Vessel for Creativity

Sometimes I feel like art is less about directing creative energy, and more about getting out of the way. Allowing it to come to life just as it wants to. It becomes a lot like giving birth. You can set up the safe space or structure for when creativity arrives, but the artist is simply the vessel to channel it.

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