The Peacock

Thursday, March 24, 2016

What makes art, art.

After my best friend died recently, he brought some insight on how art expresses our mind's. We talked four days before he died, and he was volunteering at a rehabilitation center - after he graduated from their program. He said I would absolutely love the art that was being created, and displayed there. Unfortunately, I didn't get to see him or the art before he passed away.

But, Zach did inspire the thought of how important art is to our psychological well-being. He himself, wasn't a fine-artist. Although he encouraged me throughout my whole life, and gave me the confidence in "not" throwing away the pieces that I wasn't proud of. Which were honestly the pieces of art that were my deepest expressions. He saw that, and knew I felt vulnerable about sharing this with the world. Thank you Zach for nudging me through my insecurities, and helping me gain the confidence that it took for me to progress in being the artist I am today. There are other people that have helped me "love" myself. Yet, the time's he pushed me out of my comfort zones were during the most important phases in my life. He was always there.

His art was writing, and he enjoyed expressing himself with the written words, that otherwise he would've never spoken. I enjoyed our letters that were sent from a distance, throughout our lives. We both grew up and chose different paths, yet both of our expressions kept us close. It's heartwarming now, to look back and think of the encouragement we gave each other.

During everyday life, it's so easy to get caught up in the cycle. And, it becomes so easy to forget about the "little things" that keeps us going. That's what matters the most! Not the things we think are the most important - but, the things that go unnoticed or unseen. Don't forget what paints your soul, and who inspired you to do it. It's not about the big picture, it's about the details that it's made of.

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