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To me, an artist is anyone
who collects the bits of broken pieces of heart,
the shiny slivers of joy and love you feel for anything
(be it a person or a really good piece of pizza)
who harnesses the velocity of the blood in your veins
that is proof that you are real,
And makes a mosaic of these things
that don't seem to belong
and yet fit just right together.
If you are in the habit of walking in the world
however you are, whoever you are,
in all your in-progress glory
and in all your glorious wholeness (because it's "and", not "or")
You are both artist and masterpiece.
(Poem inspired by thinking of what it means to be an artist--that word can be complicated. At best it fails to capture what it means to be creative and at worst, it turns people off and relies on the idea that the title must be given to you once you "earn" it. We are going to take a much deeper dive into this in a future post, so get ready!)
who collects the bits of broken pieces of heart,
the shiny slivers of joy and love you feel for anything
(be it a person or a really good piece of pizza)
who harnesses the velocity of the blood in your veins
that is proof that you are real,
And makes a mosaic of these things
that don't seem to belong
and yet fit just right together.
If you are in the habit of walking in the world
however you are, whoever you are,
in all your in-progress glory
and in all your glorious wholeness (because it's "and", not "or")
You are both artist and masterpiece.
(Poem inspired by thinking of what it means to be an artist--that word can be complicated. At best it fails to capture what it means to be creative and at worst, it turns people off and relies on the idea that the title must be given to you once you "earn" it. We are going to take a much deeper dive into this in a future post, so get ready!)
