Art shows the story the ego refuses to tell.
As you know, I think art is the great “truth teller” of our lives. I don’t care if you paint, sing, dance, blog or whatever- when and if you create enough, your truth will be told.
Artistic creations show what we are unwilling to tell (others and ourselves).
Today, I went to my office. My level of work has been a bit crazy and I decide to create some art first.
It began as a simple green line on a page. My artist saw what my ego refused to say- I needed to rest and take a break.
The initial curving green line could have morphed into anything. My artistic side created a figure needing to rest. Story told. While my ego would continue to deny and justify the need to work some more.
Art can be a wonderful brake upon the head-long charges of the ego, because done with sincerity and awareness, art does not lie.
In case I did not get the message from my art- it was further driven home when I picked up a New York magazine I had been intending to read. I turned to this page: