Today Art is censored. Literature is Art. Living our lives is an artistic expression of ourselves in motion. We can be alive and animated or gorgeous and grieving.
The whole kit of our emotions deserves to be expressed. Everyone is an Artist in our own way. Our mind is the medium for our thoughts. Our body is the medium for illustrating our physical nature out on the street.
Even an accountant who crunches numbers is creative when they come up with ways to save a client money or maximize their profits.
Ever since December 2019 I’ve identified as an Artist. Feel free I would tell everyone to follow your heart and make whatever kind of art rocks your world as a creator.
And this is the rub: We are all creators. Even though some of us through their negative words and beliefs are destroyers.
I want to be on the side of affirming the dignity of Life of everyone living on Earth.
In this season should you celebrate a holiday I hope you find cheer and comfort in whatever the theme of your holiday is.
Make Art I tell you all of my followers. Everything and anything can be a work of Art when we expand our notion of what is an artistic endeavor.
Walking down the street in winter holding a cardboard cup of hot chocolate. As you go home from a Starbucks you dipped into after you got out of the train.
Even in the movement down the street I say you are being artistic holding the cup. Like walking down a runway.
Let’s celebrate Art this month along with Harper’s Bazaar.
It’s time to valorize making Art instead of what appears to be going on: The destruction of dignity and compassion for those of us who DV8 by censoring Artists who champion these subjects in their work.
The definition of normal is “average or ordinary or of or conforming to a standard or type.”
It’s too late in history to keep things opaque about the value of every human being no matter their color creed or orientation.
We need to bring to light everywhere Art is created the soul of our humanity. Not allow our creativity to be crushed by the forces that be.
And hey I’ll end here with this: Why can’t an Artist portray ordinary people like the woman and man in the painting titled if I remember American Gothic?
What if it was seen as ordinary that a person could love who they want to love or have a body that they love despite others hating or fearing that body or expression of love?
Love wins. That’s the message I want to spread as I celebrate Christmas in a spiritual way not religious way.
Making Art is an expression of Love. We cannot be deterred from making Art today when everything matters.
And sometimes speaking out through our Art is as simple and effective as walking down that street and taking up space holding the cup of hot chocolate in our hands.
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