Speculations of an Artistic Mind: Jane's Thoughts

April 6, 2015 ~ Metamorphosis

I am an artist.

I am an artist, and sometimes in an artist’s life, unwanted and unexpected hiatuses emerge, creating an extended gap in visible creation for an unknown amount of time. Being within the grasps of this uncertainty is quite terrifying because one does not know how long the seemingly aimless wandering will proceed for. It can be a dark time, but it is even more so a time for discovery.

I speak of this now because it is something that has been happening to me. There has been a long stretch of time that I have been absent from my art, and although this has caused my nerves to tighten up on themselves more times than I would like to admit, discovery has been lurking around every corner, always ready to bump into me by surprise.

This is a tough phase to be in, but one of the things that I have discovered is that it is all a necessary part of the process. Artists are always growing, always learning, and sometimes that is all we can do. Sometimes soaking in the world around us is the only progress we make, but it is difficult to understand because it is not progress that we can see, it isn’t tangible. The hardest part is to know and remember that it is still there, regardless.

Someone very important to me explained all this to me once, and I think I am finally getting it. I may not always be able to believe it, but I will always come back to it in the end.

We are artists. We are a different breed of human. We are always changing, spiritually, mentally, and artistically. We are always in a state of metamorphosis.

No, we are the metamorphosis.

“Metamorphosis” by Philip Glass