We live in a time where art and artists are being ignored in ways that we don’t even notice anymore, and it’s mostly happening because the systems in which we are spending most of our time aren’t built to hold the weight of these things. They are designed for speed, content, or, in other words, for the next thing. And in such an environment, artists and art get scrolled past. Their work gets flattened into a feed and is being treated as everything, given the same three seconds (are there more or less now?) of attention as a piece of content.
We are losing so much by not paying attention to the people who are paying attention. Artists are doing the work that most of us avoid, and we keep scrolling past them without realizing that we are actually scrolling past each other.
The three pieces I want to show you today caught me in a moment where I was deep in my own thoughts, wrestling with things I hadn’t sorted out yet, and each one became a mirror for something different.
I’ve been dealing with a lot of thoughts lately. A lot of reflection on many things, going in many directions. This piece reminded me of those moments when I suddenly see how rich my mind actually is, even though I cannot fully see what is going on inside of it.
There is still an ocean inside of our minds, and the thing about this ocean is that it is endless. Thoughts keep coming our way regardless of the moment, whether we are going through a storm or a bright day. They keep coming at us.
But it also made me think about how that ocean, as vast as it is, has parts that are not healthy. Parts that are actually damaging to itself, toxic for all the life that exists within it. And that made me think about myself, about why I need to filter my thoughts. Even though they are vast like an ocean, not all of them serve my soul. Many of the thoughts I carry are leading me toward things, internally or externally, that are really toxic for me.
This piece gave me that push to just go out there and start creating. I found so many things in it that I resonate with, such as the natural setting, the environment, and, to be honest, all of it. Those things are part of my tools. I can sense the air of the mountains and the energy that they give me, and that energy facilitates creation. It feeds something that I need in order to make.
This piece feels like a reminder that I need to get there, in that state, that makes the work happen.
This one is perhaps one of the most resonant pieces in a way that connects so well with our times. There are many moments when I’m sleeping as in not acting or not doing things, just overthinking instead of going out there and creating the thing I have in mind.
But the more I sit with it, the more I realize that for me, it goes beyond that. I sleep in the way I am with others. I sleep in a way I allow many external influences, things I spend a lot of time in and with, like social media or AI, to shape me in ways I didn’t choose.
I have to stop being sleepy. I must wake up. I must start approaching these things with the right intention for myself, by being awake. One of the most needed reminders.🌹
Beautifully said fren