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A square sphere. I wonder what I am. Am I a square sphere? Am I a square? Sometimes I have these dangerous stupid thoughts, like "I am special." Like there's something extra special about me that sets me apart from other people. Is this something every artist thinks? Is it something about being an artist, do you have to think a little like that because otherwise you wouldn't think you could be an artist, you wouldn't be trying to be an artist? Or is my thinking all messed up already? An artist is an artist, they aren't trying to be an artist. So what am I a poser? If I were really an artist I wouldn't be talking about thinking like an artist or trying to be an artist, I would just be. And in my being I would be art. So what the heck am I? And where was I going? How did I get here? Oh yeah, it's just...a lot of folks in my daily sphere (ha I came back to sphere) are not really putting into practice particularly revolutionary ways of thinking. And I'm not necessarily either, putting into practice the revolutionary ways I can imagine, that I want to embody. But other people aren't even thinking about it. So I feel a little set apart. But then I read the works of other people who are thinking revolutionarily and I'm like WHOA I have so much more thinking and unlearning to do. I do have a lot of unlearning to do. I think sometimes about really investigating my family's journey from Scandinavia to Turtle Island and I wonder what my ancestors really knew or thought about this land, about the original inhabitants of this land. Did they consider themselves colonizers?
the desire for uniqueness... or the need to conform societal norms...
what drives creativity?
The ying and the yang!
I feel like you're touching on the duality of identity vs. authenticity as an artist