Art Expression

I often tell myself maybe I should start writing more, but never did. I’d always end up writing and erasing repeatedly, because despite the more words I put on paper, it never seems to convey what I truly feel. Unfortunately, writing is the only outlet I’d have a chance of creative expression, as I’m comically non-artistically gifted. Even then, I began to wonder if it even makes a difference.

I can’t say for others, but I personally consume art to invoke some kind of emotion. I tend to enjoy works that bring out the strongest, most unforgettable emotion or relatable experience I’ve had. I’d like to think I’m not the odd one out thinking this way. I’d attempt to understand the raw emotion of the artist behind the work, but in the end there is only so much I could interpret, as I am only puny me. I wonder if all artists also feel the same way, where their work could only get so close to what they’ve felt but never complete. Ever so desperately trying to have others share their joy, take their punches, lick their wounds, or wipe their tears. All in hopes that one day someone would say “I feel you”, yet forever in doubt, searching for confirmation.

I find this beautiful… yet disappointingly sad.