I truly enjoy when someone tells me how much they like my paintings or reads something I wrote and expresses their enjoyment and desire for more. I suppose I could be alone in my belief that having people who believe in you is a true gift. Artists of any kind understand how hard it is to get their writing, painting, photography, music, sculptures, spoken word...whatever it may be, out there for the world to experience. The term "struggling artist" exists for a very good reason. We are all blessed with different gifts and not everyone possesses an artistic talent, but I believe there's a longing within each of us to express ourselves.
I will admit that I'm guilty of needing some encouragement in order to feel inspired enough to paint or write. The thought that everything I do is all for naught is discouraging to say the least. I love to share my writing and painting, and if the people I share it with are truly appreciative, the artistic spark inside me regains its strength and starts to burn back into a real fire. Do not misunderstand me and believe that everything I do, I do for attention; far from it. I have tons of manuscripts that may never be read, and stacks of paintings that may never be seen, but that never stops me from creating more. Tell me "I like the colors in this painting" or "I really enjoyed this story and want to read more" and wow, I am over the moon with happiness! I create to share, isn't that what all artists do? What good is self expression if no one else ever sees or hears what it is you're trying so creatively to say? So to all my fellow artists out there, I offer you my encouragement and support. It isn't an easy road or life for any of us right-brainers and from time to time, I think we all need to lean on someone for a bit. The right people will push us off with a gentle shove or hard kick in the rear when we lean and we'll be right back on the trail, artistic machete in hand, blazing a new creative and inspired trail into the future.
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