As humans we create every day: conversations, lunch and dinner, a quick note on the table. What makes what we do artistic? Must we sit down for three hours to paint, write, compose music with serious intent and only what comes out from such arduousness  called art?
The process of making art is painstaking, but the spark of a creative journey can appear at any moment. For me, it springs from the need to give a personal response to something I find extraordinary. An experience that touches the deep recess of my psyche, jolts me out of auto piloting and demands my full attention to bring it to light in the truest essence.

There's no way to recreate the entirety of what once captivated us. The replica in the physical world will never surpass our first gasp of awe and the subsequent memory adorned with our imagination. But we may see it as a blessing in disguise. Through working our way around the limitations, we search for our most authentic responses to the wonder that first seized our attention. That striving is an artistic act.




Light’s Interplay
Miscellaneous observations in proses and free form poems.

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