Today I’m sitting in the sun, drinking my home brewed iced americano, listening to some tunes, and having a yard sale. Yep, I decided to move! I’m selling my stuff. This includes art I’ve created, vintage furniture, clothes, and more art.
I will say that I find this process to be very therapeutic. As I’m organizing, sorting, and evaluating my possessions, several things go through my mind. I remember how these things came to be mine, the purpose they’ve served, and how they are now superfluous to me. I create art for me. Art for Art’s Sake. I don’t care if other people like it, love it, or hate it. I don’t make art for others, I make it because I need to create.
“Why should you think that beauty, which is the most precious thing in the world, lies like a stone on the beach for the careless passer-by to pick up idly? Beauty is something wonderful and strange that the artist fashions out of the chaos of the world in the torment of his soul. And when he has made it, it is not given to all to know it. To recognize it you must repeat the adventure of the artist. It is a melody that he sings to you, and to hear it again in your own heart you want knowledge and sensitiveness and imagination.” -The Moon and Sixpence by William Somerset Maugham
Based on the life of artist Paul Gauguin, Maugham writes about an man who escapes his life to live and create art in Tahiti. He abandons all that is familiar to him–wife, home, friends–because his need to create is greater than his known life. An artist must create or his soul will whither. Creation will define itself for the artist. Writing, painting, composing. Any urge to create or construct beauty from chaos. To bring light into the darkness of the soul.
And so it is time for me to create new beauty in my life. I’m working towards becoming debt free by 31. I may end up living on a boat or moving to New York, but I’ll decide that for sure in a few months. One year ago today, we filed for divorce. As I look back over the year, and then look ahead, I am more and more excited about what the future holds. I never knew broken glass could shine so brightly.