like an aging pan replete with spices and herbs
I pull and I give
I am [things are] changed
the symbiosis of seasoning. .
-DDargan
I feel boxed in, confined, detained: manacled even. [Strangely enough, I think I'm my own prisoner… shh!] I'm not allowed [or rather, I don't allow myself] to benefit frequently enough from the catharsis of artistic expression. Despite my ability to quickly and spontaneously create art, I’m not doing it. [I limit myself due to my fear of mediocrity.] I tell myself I want to reach my creative potential, but to be creative I must CREATE. My dream is to free myself...[from myself].
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