ARTISTS ARE OFTEN EITHER PUT ON A PEDESTAL, OR TREATED AS MAD AND DANGEROUS
but in the distant past, art used to be something which all folk made, and it was part of daily life.
Art was originally a gateway into the magical and the spiritual, and it was rich in depth and meaning for all. Art wasn’t something put on a wall in a sterile space; it was something which was used, worn, which made up ceremony and celebration. In many cultures it still holds these roles, but in western and modern times, it largely had the magic sucked right out of it.
As contemporary ‘culture’ developed, and monetary values began to be projected onto artistic activity, the artists who were valued highest were those who allowed their work to be patronised by (i.e. prostituted) to royalty and church patriarchs. E.g. the Vatican portrays a great cross-section of the centuries’ of enslaving creativity.
And as western culture further homogenised and conformed collective conscious, pushing them further into consumerist binding tendencies, the real (i.e. free-thinking, wild, organic) artist’s role became more vital – and more rare. The artist as a guide who can lead us back to the meaningful and the deep, this became lost behind layers of ego and false passion. Artists have been marginalised and made into a parody of themselves via media, film and prestigious art prize. In recent decades ‘art’ has become all about the dry concept – ideas increasingly more detached and segregated from our interconnected reality – so even the ‘artist’ doesn’t know what the point is.
This has come about, the further that magic and creativity have been taken from the hands and hearts of the people, and made into a secret thing, part of a privileged hierarchy.
In the meantime a dreadful infinity of well-meaning-but-talentless amateurs scrabble around for crumbs in a saturated market of art tat.
The consumer market and empty values make it so: it’s like the emperor’s new clothes fable; we’ve been sold an immense, elaborate fib about creative power – about who can own it, and what it is worth.
Meanwhile, in my real-artist perspective, creativity is an inherent part of human being – an inner eye which can be trained and exercised, and opened and opened, until it is a wide, honed channel for divine inspiration.
We all know that transcendental sense of freedom that comes from drawing and painting, or working with clay or fabric. We all know how it was to be a child scribbling with with happy arms stretched out over paper, or piling sand to construct a complex castle or extensive tunnel. We all thrived making a den of some kind when we were small: from boxes in the corner of a room, or old wooden planks in a tree: as children our creative power came easily.
I feel that a happy, healthy human being, working creatively, and aligned with their soul: they’re in control of their own destiny and their own precious time. I have a vision of us all being so, and having a glorious absence of the usual mental-emotional-social pressures.
We would know what we want, how to get it/ do it/ be it, and we’d have a lot of fun, and many adventures. Real, wild, free, creative human beings are all artists: they are inherently making stuff, building energy, inspiring, finding solutions and beauty everywhere, and interconnecting with the interconnectedness of all things.
- shape a super-fulfilling life for ourselves;
- radiate outwards an immense positive energy and influence;
- improve our health and well-being; to find solutions to all of our problems and blocks;
- and find magic and meaning in the everyday…
ART LIFTS AWAY THE VEIL BETWEEN OURSELVES AND THE SACRED
Sadly, many good folks might never move towards a more empowered life just because they don’t know where to start! The world of creativity is often seen as a labyrinth, and so you need a guide, to show you the way. Unlike many people in ‘art’, I believe that everyone should know all the secrets about creative power – so that they can be free, fulfilled, happy – so that they can have a truly positive effect in their lifetime.
My happy creative life and seeming great-good-fortune in my life didn’t come about by accident or by privilege… It came about because I never compromised my path as an artist.
The skills learned, intuition nurtured, humility earned, awareness and energy harnessed that led me to being so fulfilled, they all evolved through my using my creativity; through cultivating and honing and building my unique visual language, and through never giving up that rich golden rope which connected it to my heart.