Letting your art roam free?

I am convinced more and more that words have a life of their own. They have alert minds, unique personalities and quite a rebellious nature, always plotting the most intricate ways of surprising their carriers.

The last poem in its final form (never really final through my lenses) contains only about 20 percent of the words or ideas with which I started. They become so independent once I let that first wave hit, that at certain points I feel little control over them. They develop – some to bloom and some to whither – all in their own ways, and I only add a stroke of a pen here and there to guide the lost sheep of the group; to direct them back when they wander too far off the edge of the paper. It’s as if they know what’s on my mind and they know where I’d like them to go, but they choose their distinctive paths toward that destination. It doesn’t happen often, but sometimes they grow strong enough to change the destination itself, and I let them.

I have asked a couple of friends who paint about their creative process, and it seems amazingly similar. They start with a basic idea and then they let the art take its own course. I am yet to ask my friends who compose music. You know who you are!

Then again, maybe it is similar precisely because we are friends (or we are friends because we have similar spirits, whichever comes first, you get the point). Maybe other people do it differently. Do you normally know exactly what you are about to create?


Carrie said...

In answer to your music query...

No. Generally, I have a basic idea of what I want something to sound like, and then it will just start coming to me, sometimes faster than I can write it down. Sometimes, I'm not even planning to write anything at all, and a whole composition will just burst into my head.

I don't think that anything great is ever really composed by us. Maybe it's a little too romantic of me, but I think art exists independently in the universe. Some of us are just lucky enough to be chosen as a tool to bring that art into comprehension.

Jules said...

Thanks for the insight, my friend :)

I listened to your music the other day while cooking something in the kitchen. My sister heard it and was impressed. I miss you!

Jules said...

If that is how creative process really works, then I can’t help but think, what if we are like those words, or brush strokes, or notes in someone’s art? Are we able to wonder off the page? Are we allowed to change direction? I love filling my head with questions of existence, so I don’t place this one in a realm of religion but rather philosophy (although I understand how intertwined they can get at certain angles), simply to keep the conversation’s tone down. I much prefer it at the level of whispering with long pauses in between, to think, weigh things down and give emotion enough time to leave the room.

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