"You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't often happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you're Real, you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand." -the Skin Horse from The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams
That's what I'm doing with my "creative puddles" as I call them. I'm not going to be a published author overnight. My sketches and paintings won't adorn galleries or make hundreds tomorrow. I won't cook caviar for kings and I certainly don't have the budget for that.
But gosh darn it, I am going to do the best I can, with the pebbles I have, to make the biggest splashes I can in these creative puddles. Who knows? I might splash someone who NEEDS to make paintings to hang in galleries and make millions, write plays that bring crowds to their feet, sing songs that make people like me weep.
And maybe, when I'm 78, and have sketched my brains out and can barely see, I'll paint one painting that will make one person cry.
That will make it all worth it.
In the meantime, here's a gesture drawing/sketch I did last night at a meeting that went too long. If it makes you cry for good reasons, let me know. Or for bad reasons, well, that's okay too. You can still let me know.
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