Only through suffering can we find ourselves.Fjodor Dostoevsky
I watched an episode of “Easy” the other day and it made me think. It was about an artist who directly allowed his art to be impacted by his life, not his imagination. It reminded me of that a lot of my content and what I create is not coming from the depths of my soul or feelings, or the now. I have focused much on my imagination, ignoring the direct connection that creating art, photography or fiction can have with my own emotions and experiences. I don’t share a lot of my personal struggles anywhere, not in a direct and immediate sense. But I want to focus more on expressing me, my depths, through what I create and write.
We live in a strange world and everything seems very surreal at times. I share this world with all of you, with everyone on this planet. But I am also in my own personal world, and there are things going on that I don’t talk about but that make my life miserable. I suffer. I sit in my own world, fighting my own struggles. Sharing them is never going to make them less acute. But I can express them, while also connecting to the rest of the world. Because we are all struggling in one way or another these days. It is a strange world we are living in right now, after all.