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Validation, expression, and creative potential

The hate you hold as an artist is your prison, preventing you from expressing your true creative potential. It stifles innovation and keeps you confined within the boundaries of others’ expectations. Letting go of this hate allows for genuine artistic expression and personal growth. Validation is the prison of the ego, trapping individuals in a cycle of seeking approval and external affirmation.…

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Idiotic Or Funny?

By Rahel Gil What the critical eye will see In a simple line amazes me. What the critic’s eye perceives in another’s efforts Depends on how it perceives its own (erroneous or not). Will praise or knock whichever boosts the critic’s ego And yes of my ego shrinks when I don’t see

One of the most invigorating things for a creative is that "wow" from an outside observer. The thing about that wow though is you don't know where the fuck it's gonna come from. No one does, like ever, because you can't predict it. That is the primary thing that motivates me to "just do it" and do the creative thing and put it out there with no regard for how it will be perceived. We've all heard it a billion times. But the only way for it to click for me is to consider your art the lure on the line of your creative spirit for the "wow" to get snagged when you least expect it. Otherwise you're fishing without bait on your hook. I still struggle with the courage to create things and THEN share them, but having to do it in some degree because I was forced to for work has helped me take internal steps to combat this.

Cooking is probably one of my biggest passions now, and thankfully, I get to do it for money. I even get an audience, cooking in an event space where my flat is in full view for the customers to watch their food being made for them. I'm a hot dog, and a people pleaser, so I always like to put a little razzledazzle in how I cook where I can so that the people feel like their food is just that little extra quality and special (they're paying 15 bucks for a sammy they damn well better be). One of the ways I do that is chopping the bejeezus out of the protein on the grill with the turners, loud, fast, rhythmic, and with style. The amount of old heads going "damn it's like I'm at hibachi" feeds me lovelies.

So one night, I'm doing my thing. Family of four gets the whole shebang so I'm wolring the turners, tossing the ingredients, drizzling the sauce like I'm painting a sub bun for the Louvre. Then we get time to turn the protein and get to chopping. Chopchopchopchopch----

"wAaaooOooooOoOoOOOHHH DAD LOOK"

I look up to see the youngest, gotta be like 8, pointing at the food. He's affixed.

Babes.

My heart.

As a creative, the quiet realization, that I just blasted this kid's eight-year-old mind right the fuck out the back of his fat head doing what I always do as a creative outlet is a high I can't even describe. If you create for a hobby/pastime/living, you've probably experienced it. I made a sandwich. This kid thought I was Jesus.

If you ever think you suck at something, or what you do is lame/pointless/"unskilled labor", I swear, do it in front of an eight year old. Their minds get blown at a lot of stuff, but that goes to show that we get unconditioned and desensitized to wonder and the value of creativity and labor. Put that thing out there. Remind yourself that if your job is useless the vampire class wouldn't be paying you to do it. You never know when the wow will come, but it won't if it stays in your head. It has to cut through all the filters society has placed on artistic expression and the value of the proletariat , but it WILL find some mark to strike, and it will surprise you when it does, every time.

Yep. And turns out I'm pretty good at it actually. Thanks twerp. Means more than you think.

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Reflection

I, a 17 year old, am literally in bed with three blankets, a monkey stuffed animal, two pillows, and a giraffe pillow pet. #noragrets Today I have two main themes. The first is that I feel myself growing closer to two people, who I've known for years now and respected and liked for as long as I've known them. But now we're just generally closer, we hang out all the time, I enjoy their company so much, I never have to worry if I like them more than they like me. It seems so equal, with each one of them. It's so nice to find people who don't force you to question yourself, who never make you doubt their intentions. I feel so excited to see where these two friendships go. The second major theme is that I'm just so grateful. I'm so grateful for the love that has blossomed from the hearts of others towards me, the acceptance and validation I feel from those above me in my art, the community of people who have stated openly and freely their support of me and their recognition of what I do. I am stunned, and overwhelmed, and humbled, in the truest meaning of the world. There have been immense kindnesses that have been displayed to me, and I've learned so much about the boundlessness of human generosity. I won't forget a single ounce of it. I'm proud of myself in general today, as well. I finished two more college applications today, so as of tomorrow I'll have applied to three schools. It sounds cliche, but it's completely surreal at this point. What I've been yearning for, what I've thought of as the consummation of all this endless waiting time, is finally upon me. I completed a buildup of work from a couple of my classes, and I worked really hard on a group assignment for my online class about Buddhism, Confucianism, and Taoism. I'm so heavily intrigued by all we're learning about, and although I didn't expect to at all, I took the leadership role. I definitely think my effort level was much higher than the others in my group, and I hope that will be seen by the teacher. But in some ways it's satisfying to prove to yourself your own work ethic, so I'm not frustrated. At this point I'm feeling on top of things, and ready to take on more. And that's very rare. So it's good to document it.