5/5/2008 at 10:41 PM
I sit here wondering which course or road to take. I am deeply an Artist, a writer and poet. One sits and wonders though, the value of ones input, their contribution to the world and hopes and fears the changes that could or would or might be wrought upon submissions of literary fabrication.
Language flows fluid, encapsulated by attempts to define the degree of transparency or opacity to any given writers words. The readers, limited to their ability to comprehend as well as their understanding of contextual meaning and their ability to step into the Author's shoes. The ability of the reader or viewer to understand, to walk within the words, or forms and hues of Art, whether expressed upon paper or rendered with brush or sharp edged tools lies inherently upon they themselves and upon their ability and willingness to perceive and understand the work. Limited by comprehension and insight, or by education which creates a bridge to further understanding, each of us is challenged by one constant throughout life. How far can you perceive, how far are you willing to challenge the boundaries within which we are raised or trapped in self exclusion?
For years I've personally grappled with self conceptualizations. Hating and defying boundaries of society, trying to fit within the flow of things only to find time and time again that I detest where I am at. But finally a few short years ago through life experience and situations I came to see, and to know of myself as an Artist, a writer, a crafter of ideas and concepts through primarily classical media. I’ve tried to spend my life challenging, though often running from the task, and of breaking through those boundaries that I myself have been raised in, or have imposed upon myself. Looking inwards to see out-ward, and out-ward to see in. How do I appear to my self, and to others from either perspective?
The question turns through the mind, teases and tantalizes thoughts though, "Am I any good?" or "Can people read my message?". Messages scrawled on paper, typed upon computers, rendered in dimensional form or with various pigments. Can I the purveyor of concepts, present my self, my views effectively? Can I translate for others, through my own means and abilities ideas and concepts in such a way as to touch the world, even one person at a time? Can I leave laying, somewhere a mark, a crossroads or bridge of sorts a pathway between two points for the viewer or the reader?
I have grappled self, fought with indolence, laziness and simple fears regarding my abilities. I come again and again to the one point of reference though, that it is not so much what the creator instills in any given work, but what you, the viewer can carry away with you upon the viewing or reading. So in short, I set forth upon a hesitant journey, full of human foibles, fears and hopes. A journey to present here, writing, ideas and thoughts, forms of whimsy and poetic indulgence for those who wish to view and consider.
Scott Holman - "Banfiadh"
Submitted to Helium on 5/5/2008
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Welcome to HV!!
Welcome to world of ART!!
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