Thursday, February 27, 2014

Your Body's Harmful

I've had all these project ideas since last year, but they all got scattered in my brain and I forgot most of them. Last week though, I finally decided to write down all my ideas and create different diaries for the different aspects of my life I want to organize. I started out by making a booklet reserved solely for lists. Lists of the music I've discovered, lists of movies I want to watch, lists of projects I want to accomplish, lists of things I have to do and many more. Then, I grabbed a nice diary for writing. I'll write anything in it; from short stories to automatic writing. The only notebook missing is the one where I write my ideas. I lost it about a month ago and I'm afraid I won't find it. So much of my inspiration comes from it and it would be a shame to have lost it.

Speaking of inspiration, I went to Value Village the other day and found a few fun items to spice up my winter outfits. I'm starting to miss the summer again so I got myself a cute and colorful summer shirt. I had to find other useful clothing for the winter though. I only have green sweaters and by chance I found two cool cardigans, a monochrome one and a colorful one. My mom also found some really cute heels that I'm wearing in the pictures below.

Monday, February 17, 2014

I Don't Wanna Dance With Nobody

In the past, I've felt as if being unhappy and depressed was the greatest things that could happen to me. I felt as if I could be more creative and I thought it was a way of attaining a certain percentage of attention. I know this may sound ridiculous, but before you think I'm totally weird, let me explain.

When I was about twelve, I adopted the idea that if I wanted to be a creative person, I had to become a tortured soul and live a life of misery and depression. I truly believed this theory because it seemed like all successful artists had gone through a period of great pain before achieving their best work. An example that comes to my mind for this is Van Gogh. He suffered a lot and yet his art is incredible. That is why I believed that art had to be filled with these deep emotions for it to be good.

What I didn't realize though is that emotions don't have to be dark to be deep. You can be extremely happy and be creative. Being depressed is not the key to creativity. Actually, it was what made me lose my creativity. This feeling of melancholia just made me uninterested in creating anything. I just wanted to stay in my corner and feel like a tortured artist just like Van Gogh, Frida Kahlo and Marilyn Monroe.

Another important thing I realized was that feeling sad takes away a lot of energy. A lot of energy that could be put into valuable creative ideas. Therefore, I believe the key to art is not to force an emotion onto oneself, but to express the ones we feel in the present moment whatever they may be.

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

I Was Drawn By Your Grace

I find it sad that people hardly wear hats anymore. It used to be this classy accessory that everyone would put on when leaving the house, but now it's rare to actually see someone with a fancy hat.

I used to wear them all the time actually, but for some reason, I decided I was too intimidated by other people's opinions to wear fancy head wear anymore. It's pretty dumb when I think about it. Why should I care about what people think of my appearance? The other day I got one of my hats out again and rediscovered the joy of wearing it. From now on, I want to integrate more hats in my everyday outfits.

Aah...I've been making so many promises since the year started. I hope I'll be able to fulfill my wishes.