a poem that contains some thoughts of an artist. |
ART the world goes round & round but sometimes it seems so up-side down that i just want to scream and shout at the top of my lungs to a world where no one will hear me. you see? that's why i stay silent. Because pictures scream louder than words ever will and therefore they're larger than life itself. there's no other way to explain it. If i didn't have ART then I wouldn't have words. Even what i'm writing now could never describe what i'm feeling. Because how can you describe anger without the color red? How can you describe happiness & excitement without an explosion of color? Across one single page or canvas i can tell more of a story than a thousand page book. Because that's all it takes - one picture - to describe what no one can say - one picture - 2 get a hundred minds thinking in a thousand different ways - one picture - to tell YOUR story. there's no other way to describe it. no matter how hard i try - it never comes out right (not with words anyway) but just like writers get block, artists get stuck too. Because how can you paint your emotions when you're trying not to feel? Because it hurts too much to realize your memories are real. So you try and repress all emotions and it's just one huge commotion. Because you want to be heard but your words lay flat on the paper instead of jumping off the page. This is when the world is up-side down and it hurts so much to stare down at that little sheet of 8 by 11 in a half inch paper and not have anything to say so it stays _____. |