You are not normal…

Within you there are strange ideas, bizarre thoughts and twisted plans. Before you reveal them to the world,these should consider the consequences. Society will reject you and nobody wants to be an outcast. Humans are very social creatures and we fear social rejection.

If you want to be a creative  person, you have to get over this fear and be prepared to be mocked.  An artist works from the heart and the heart, unlike the brain does not have a social conscience. The heart expresses from the infinite self whereas the brain works from the very limited experiences of the outer world.

Originality comes from the heart and the heart does not conform. If you are a creative person, you will become an outcast, a weirdo… That’s the nature of society.

So if you want to live a normal life, don’t become an artist.

A show from my new site

yourinfiniteheart.com

How do you be creative when you have no idea what you want to say? How can you create a work of art when you don’t know how to express your heart?

If you are seeking a core expression for your creative work, start observing your own actions. What is it that you really think is important in life? It could be as simple as good manners or as complicated as ‘science meets religion’.  It does not matter, as long as you keep looking for it, until it is clear in your mind. Only then, do you have a reason to be expressive and creative.

When you discover this passion, you will find it very easy to express your ideas in whatever medium you choose. You might want to sing about it. Write stories about it or even just get up and talk about it. Does not matter as long as you uncover it, you will know what you want to do to express it.

So if you want to be creative, first uncover what you want to say!

I recently came across flavors.me and about.me

Both sites give you a free one page website. What a great challenge!

See what your creative mind can do with one page. Here are 3 that I did:

seascapes.me

flavors.me/seascapes

about.me/colinperini

Add your link to my comments and I will put you on my links page. Let’s see how creative (funny?) you can be.

I went to an art market the other night. It was supported by the government and was supposed to showcase up and coming artists. They even had little studios where they could create their wonders for the world.

The market was embarrassing. They were not artists, they were people pretending and wishing they were artists. True artists are not afraid of getting out into the world and letting the public decide whether or not their art is good. If their art sells, then the public likes it and it has served its purpose. If it doesn’t sell, you can’t blame the public, either the art is very bad or it is unpleasant and not the sort of thing that you would want on your wall.

Most of these people couldn’t even draw and most of the art was ugly. You can’t blame the public from smiling without buying.

The conclusion, art that needs to be propped up is not going to work.

Careful! Creativity is not welcome here

It’s not easy being an artist, especially if you are normal.
If you do all of the normal things that most other people do and believe all of the ordinary things that most other people do, there is not much chance that you will ever be extra-ordinary!
If you want to be creative, you cannot be ordinary, you need to learn to be extraordinary.
The media pounds people’s minds into submission so that we all think the same way, buy the same products, mock the same ideas and follow our leaders as if sensible is the only way to go.
Creativity requires that you question the ordinary and refuse to believe the normal. It’s not easy and most creative people also become targets for normal, boring folk.
It’s not easy being an artist but creativity demands a shift away from the comfortable so that you present a new way of seeing.
Normal people are blind, a creative artist can shed some light onto life but it’s not easy because normal people resent their clichés being questioned.

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I’m gonna smack my infinite self in the mouth!

I am an infinite something, squashed into a little water bag called a body. Sometimes, I can feel my endlessness, my vastness. I know that I am exquisitely and impossibly strange, weird but at the same time so cosmically (and perhaps comically) beautiful.

I am something that is indescribable and unique. I have existed forever so contain forever within my own being but it is another forever… how strange.

I am so light and so dark that my faulty human senses cannot comprehend. I am both threatening and welcoming, unpredictable yet comforting. I am something more than I can describe.

While I am imprisoned in this watery robot, my mental insight as well as my memory is also imprisoned. From this, so limiting, human point of view, I cannot explain or understand anything so vast and so strange. But it tickles my senses to try and imagine it’s wonders as well as it’s darkness.

This infinite something, somehow and probably for good reasons, decided to enter this physical existence on planet Earth. Personally, I think it was a foolish error and that there are much better places to visit than this dirty little life-sucking world. In fact, when I return to this infinite self, there is a good chance that I will be tempted to use my martial arts training to teach it a lesson.

And really, who cares? Because this vastness, this infinite something, is me, more of me, so I can do what I want.

When you think about it, it needs to be taught a good lesson. If it was essential that I come into this world why wasn’t I given a few tricks to make my life easier? Surely it wouldn’t have hurt anyone if it was me that invented the computer, or at least invented something wonderful at 19 years old so that I could live off the royalties for the rest of my life.

Stupid infinite something, I‘m warning you now, when I return there’s gonna be big trouble. Pow! Could even be the big bang all over again!

Bang your head against the wall

What’s wrong with you all?