Your Artistry (Article)

They say that some people make art, whilst other individuals are art. That "Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable." [Cesar Cruz/Banksy]. "To restrict the artist is a crime. It is to murder germinating life." [Egon Schiele]. Someone told me the other day that its been a long time since I had written poetry, since I created a picture with soft pastels or paints or since I sat and wrote a piece of my own. So i thought that I might have a try this evening, instead of aimlessly brooding over things so much that will not matter tomorrow anyway.

My boyfriend, categorically, is an artist. The inability to see the world just as it is, comes alongside the passion and appreciation he has for everything art. To pick up a pen and see the universe differently to everybody else is his gift. Occasionally, with some help from mild narcotics, which he claims assists with the concentration of the soul and the mind when participating in art based activities, he creates unique and individually stunning pieces on a day to day basis without the need of force from others. The line in which he carries across every page makes no sense to those who can't see what he is seeing at the given time, but is visually appealing with every aspect of the phrase. What saddens him most is for others, who can't seem to grasp the beauty of the topic, to shun a piece that has been delicately crafted throughout a number of days without a second thought. Whether it's a simple cinematographic composition, an undemanding illustration that requires minimum effort but a great understanding or a life drawing that has been composed using every visual shape exposed, his passion never fluctuates but stands alone with a somewhat proud stance and screams picturesqueness without too much boastfulness to be off putting. 

The way a person see's art is obviously going to be undeniably different from the next. From stunning paintings of the medieval era, to Shakespearian plays and modern day poetry; Some people get some forms, some people don't. Others may rasp in the romance of a novel constructed over decades by authors unknown; some may savour the eloquence of a marble statue, 9 feet tall and all forms of genitalia included; some may feel moved by a modern piece, so unelaborate yet garnished without elaboration it may be a question of whether it should be there or not. Either way, everybody, whether they know it or not, can see art in one way or another. And not just literally. Because, your handwriting, the way you jot notes down, the china patterns you admire, it all shows your artistry. Everything is a self portrait and everything is a personal sketch book.