well...now that i am finally on a computer that works it is a beautiful thing to try and write this post that i have been trying to write for about well the whole day. we have a computer that the monitor is all messed up, starts shaking all crazy like and you have to guess where the x button is and hope that it closes. so i would start updating and the screen would start shaking and i'd have to exit out because i couldn't read it. so i'm finally on a computer that works.
i have spent my evening eating great tacos, wonderful icecream, and watching two movies. all away from the school. it was a most excellent breakaway.
one movie totally fed my artistic side....made me long to create, something anything, both main characters (a mother and daughter) were amazing artists, the daughter sketched these incredable things and it made me realize that i still have a desire to sketch. I've never been able to sketch, always wanted to sketch....if i go to school, in hopes to beef up any small artistic side in me, it would be to learn how to sketch.
i love peoples faces, their elbows, their ears, their feet, their hands, especially their hands......i want to be able to have the skill to be able to sketch those things. i don't have that skill and it always bothers me.
i see all of these things in my head that just would be so wonderful to portray but i don't have the skill to get them out of my head yet....
it actually greives me.....
for example i have had this picture in my head that I just want to draw, paint, take a photograph of or something, anything.....but i can't, i don't have the skill because i need to sketch it, i don't have a camera or the people to take the picture of.....it's very very frustrating....i'm in a place where it's hard to be focused on your art that is going on inside your spirit when you need to be focused on your studies that are going on in your head.....
not that this is an all together bad thing but it's still very annoying.
I think most of my life i really tried to tell myself that i wasn't an "artist"....i was never crazy enough. I mean i've always held this sterio-typical view of an artist.
someone who is always late, dresses awesome and unique, doesn't care about opinions of others, stirs the pot...that sorta thing......
i have never been like that.....so when people started telling me i was artistic I was like "whatever!"
but now, i mean lately, God has really been showing me that even though i am logical, i'm totally crazy. He's showing me how much i relate to the arts; arts.
i feel like i am going to burst some days...i watch things on TV, see artists paint, draw, sculp, mold, dance, write, read poetry.....and something inside of me just goes insain, scraping and clawing like it's desperate......it's so strange........
i don't know how to calm it....
i don't know how to satisfy that hunger to create.......
so i watched this movie tonight and this thing in me was just freaking out.....I mean i just long to be a loner somewhere and create......locked up in some loft in some corner of a city, free to do my own thing........
but then i have this intense hunger to be with people, in the middle of their hurt; offering the hope that's been extened to me.....the hope of a new life, abundant life..... i don't want to be by myself......but i don't want to be with people.....
I am freaking walking oxymoron.........
this is the tension that is growing daily in me. the more i find out who i am in Christ, the more he shows me who's he's created me to be, my likes and dislikes, the things i'm drawn too.....the more i see that this tension is only going to get stronger.....so much stronger
this was intended to be a short post.......
guess i was wrong.........
yea i have no clue how to end this....so i'm just going to stop talking.
i have spent my evening eating great tacos, wonderful icecream, and watching two movies. all away from the school. it was a most excellent breakaway.
one movie totally fed my artistic side....made me long to create, something anything, both main characters (a mother and daughter) were amazing artists, the daughter sketched these incredable things and it made me realize that i still have a desire to sketch. I've never been able to sketch, always wanted to sketch....if i go to school, in hopes to beef up any small artistic side in me, it would be to learn how to sketch.
i love peoples faces, their elbows, their ears, their feet, their hands, especially their hands......i want to be able to have the skill to be able to sketch those things. i don't have that skill and it always bothers me.
i see all of these things in my head that just would be so wonderful to portray but i don't have the skill to get them out of my head yet....
it actually greives me.....
for example i have had this picture in my head that I just want to draw, paint, take a photograph of or something, anything.....but i can't, i don't have the skill because i need to sketch it, i don't have a camera or the people to take the picture of.....it's very very frustrating....i'm in a place where it's hard to be focused on your art that is going on inside your spirit when you need to be focused on your studies that are going on in your head.....
not that this is an all together bad thing but it's still very annoying.
I think most of my life i really tried to tell myself that i wasn't an "artist"....i was never crazy enough. I mean i've always held this sterio-typical view of an artist.
someone who is always late, dresses awesome and unique, doesn't care about opinions of others, stirs the pot...that sorta thing......
i have never been like that.....so when people started telling me i was artistic I was like "whatever!"
but now, i mean lately, God has really been showing me that even though i am logical, i'm totally crazy. He's showing me how much i relate to the arts; arts.
i feel like i am going to burst some days...i watch things on TV, see artists paint, draw, sculp, mold, dance, write, read poetry.....and something inside of me just goes insain, scraping and clawing like it's desperate......it's so strange........
i don't know how to calm it....
i don't know how to satisfy that hunger to create.......
so i watched this movie tonight and this thing in me was just freaking out.....I mean i just long to be a loner somewhere and create......locked up in some loft in some corner of a city, free to do my own thing........
but then i have this intense hunger to be with people, in the middle of their hurt; offering the hope that's been extened to me.....the hope of a new life, abundant life..... i don't want to be by myself......but i don't want to be with people.....
I am freaking walking oxymoron.........
this is the tension that is growing daily in me. the more i find out who i am in Christ, the more he shows me who's he's created me to be, my likes and dislikes, the things i'm drawn too.....the more i see that this tension is only going to get stronger.....so much stronger
this was intended to be a short post.......
guess i was wrong.........
yea i have no clue how to end this....so i'm just going to stop talking.