MY NEW BOHEMIAN LIFESTYLE.
Hey everyone, for the longest time I was a consumer of art, separating it from my own personal identity. Within the last few weeks I feel like I have been reborn. After hours careful deliberation and insight. Patiently observing my environment, looking at situations and the complex elements present within them. And realizing that the only way to uncover any true sense of grounding, I had to turn to art. Art is the only basis by which I can understand the world personally. It doesn’t attempt to apply absolutes.
It’s all about capturing a person or situation within a specific and particular context. It’s the process of abstraction and the recording of said abstraction with the goal of uncovering a breath of perspective in depth. How does this relate to my identity as a bohemian?
For one, bohemian’s live through art. They see everything including themselves as art. And therefore to acquire a deeper more fuller understanding of the world they desire to pursue expression. Everything in this world, every perspective in this world is a form of expression. Therefore, being who I am I must seek to pursue, value, recontextualize, analyze, criticize and deconstruct every aspect of the world. Nothing to me is inherently good or bad. Just merely an expression. A moment in a persons being that could never fully be recreated in the future. Because every aspect of life is constantly changing forward. Every past moment and word said is nothing more then a collection of stimuli that has long since dessapated into obscurity. The present is the only reality. Therefore I seek to engage in every aspect that occupies the present. I myself am art. Therefore my experience must reflect the desire to extend my range. My mind is a canvas, yearning for growth, yearning for layers to be built upon it’s foundation. Like the bricks that lay at the base of buildings or the roots of mountains, the layers of rock that are added upon them, and the pillars and marble floors, roofs, handrails, stairs and other assortments ordaining the shelters we humans occupy. I am art. My experiences are art. And therefore, the more versatile I am the more I can get out of my experience of myself. Range, freedom, exploration and a gleeful glow of youth occupy my every thought.
My bohemian soul continues shining forward. Ever into darkness, enjoying the pitch black with my white paint. I must create, I must embody, I must be… Art.
