I read once about an artist who viewed all inspiration as floating in the wind, and you had to reach out and grab an idea. If you missed that idea it went on to another artist. No ideas or art were lost in their view, it just went on to someone else.
Woooo! I’m excited. 🥳
Ditto. Already putting it up in my living room in my mind!
“…seasons always change,
that in the cold dark of winter summer is already preparing to emerge,
that the hubris of humanity is no match for the deeper flow of nature,
that you are part of the deep flow,
that there is always reason for hope.”
(It’s a keeper)
I read once about an artist who viewed all inspiration as floating in the wind, and you had to reach out and grab an idea. If you missed that idea it went on to another artist. No ideas or art were lost in their view, it just went on to someone else.
I've learned not to tell myself, 'I'll remember that,' when an idea arrives because I usually I won't and it will waft away.