Dwell into this everlasting query of mine and realized to take my mind a little deeper into the unknown, than the normal being. Artist is not a single word. It’s a combination of so many moments of revelation, that I seized to explain any of them.
What it feels like to wake up every morning with a mind full of ideas, banging the wall of your head with their bone crushing urge to conquer the world. Sometimes vomiting the excess glory through one’s moments of loneliness and tears of lost love. Being an Artist is like on a never ending roller coaster ride, through the wilderness of uncharted territories of one’s fears and doubts. That flicker of hope always urges me to chase it to the last. The edge of excellence is so beautiful and unnerving. Yet, I always try to touch that with my invisible fingers of art. The mind of an artist stroll through the uncharted lanes and by-lanes of every day life. Get inspired by the ordinary to create the extraordinary.
Talking to yourself to understand the lines and colours better is not a mere practice, it’s a ritual of excellence. That’s the mystery of being an Artist. With a more severe urge for heart wrenching exploration still waiting…!
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