I was doing a bit of art tonight in my journal. All in the silence: no doggies, no music. In the flow they call it and it’s true. Time disappears when you’re fully immersed in doing something you enjoy. I forgot about lunch the other day which has encouraged me to make art during the day from now on whenever I can!
I’m lucky, I don’t think everybody has something that they truly enjoy doing. Anyway it got me doing some thinking. Some thought association. I thought about going out in my old town last week and how I really enjoyed it but how nothing had changed since I was last there. I thought about how making art sometimes seems a bit lonely and pointless but surely I gained from it in ways that the pub could never offer? Then I remembered something my Dad said to me on Facebook. I’d shared some art and he said ‘why don’t you get out and go to the pub?’. I replied that I’d rather create something that had not been here before whereas the pub returned nothing. I was pretty hurt to be fair.
A few years down the line and with hindsight I wish I’d said that I’m also leaving a small legacy to my daughter. Something my dad could not manage to do. Not a photograph nor a thought for his first children. I’d rather make art any day and appreciate my child to the moon and back.
