The seahorse chalk art was a beautiful sight on the road and I was sorry to think of it being uncreated by the next rainfall so I took its picture to make it last. The best and worst human inclinations will, in a faraway future, wash and burn away, transforming back into stardust or some other cosmic brew. The urge to preserve and memorialize our existence is largely why we hurl our creations into space, including poetry
HERE.
I think the neighborhood pet would likely agree that creating anything from scratch often is a disquieting messy process which, when successful, looks like it appeared as organically as a cat's whiskers. Movies on the screen, books we read and inventions engulfing us require the grunt work of many and the breaking of real and imagined barriers. Sudden creativity does happen but likely had been nurtured years prior.
At some point, when one gets lost in it, there is an oblivious contentment to creating.
For writers and talkers, words are like seeds scattering in the wind, not always landing where one expects. Intentions become unclear; marvelous ideas can fail to take root.
We show the creativity dwelling inside of us even by the fashions we pick. Clothing and accessories tell a story, although we know not to judge a book by its cover.
Creating ourselves can be fun but we often don't change once we decide who we are.
A bird can't change its feathers. The joy of being human is we can try something new.
We can play with different styles and recreate ourselves and the world if we want to.
We can welcome challenges. Artistic recreation allows our unique impressions to materialize, joyfully or not, satisfying the human compulsion to spin something original from the pre-existing ingredients twinkling around us like stars ready to be grasped.
It was a delight to ponder, albeit somewhat indirectly:
to stay creative, is to stay happy and alive, this week's
Poets and Storytellers United prompt.
Wonderful, magical post. I especially like the chalk seahorse! And love how you weave the words of your post through your creative photos. I especially like the phrase "for writers and talkers, words are like seeds scattering in the wind, not always landing where one expects." So true, and not always interpreted as one expects either :) You have woven the beauty, and magic of creativity (with a little humor with the dude in the shorts), so creatively! :)
ReplyDeleteCreative people not only have great ideas, they have the will to work on them. Always fiddling with and changing until they think they are done or often times, sick of it and wanting to move on to something else.
ReplyDelete...what a delightful collection. The seahorse chalk art is fabulous and is so ephemeral. I think that all of that work should last forever. Your Queen Annes lace are favorites and I need to use them in foregrounds more often. A bird can't change its feathers, but I sometimes have difficulty changing too. Thanks for visiting my blog.
ReplyDeleteWonderful post and photos on creativity ~ mine has been waning a bit ~ Grief does that ~ Xo
ReplyDeleteSeeing the good in each moment, or trying anyway
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
Wonderful post. Lots to think about here!
ReplyDeleteThe seahorse chalk art work is very colourful.
ReplyDeleteA bird can't change its feathers? Most species go from breeding plumage to non- breeding plumage each year, and moult is a constant for all species. Or perhaps you are speaking metaphorically, as in "a leopard cannot change its spots."
ReplyDeleteGood point! I did mean both metaphorically and literally in the sense that a bird cannot decide to pluck, molted or otherwise, feathers from its skin and think: I'll go with the pink floral polyester shirt/feathers today. :)
DeleteO Penelope, I am liking this sooo very much. Your word play is so fun, my favorite was the cat and "creating anything from scratch." How many times in my long life I have been victimized by a friendly cat or the ones holding on. The wordplay with some popular cliques were fun too.
ReplyDeleteI like the message of course. The book we write and art we make that isn't on paper or canvas. Or if it is it's like the children's sidewalk art and the real or hobby artist's street art, even the boxcar art called graffiti.
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Jim, hated by google,
At Friday Writings
Thank you for your visit, it and this have been very rewarding to me.
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I've been thinking a lot about creativity in the clothing I choose to wear lately. All my life I've been told that women of a certain age ought to present in a specific way. Watching more and more people shove those rules in a trashcan delights me. I doubt I'll get any less creative that way any time soon.
ReplyDeleteI got lost in the pictures and prose in the best of ways. You have such an inviting voice... I found myself following the steps of every line, seeing/feeling the sense and relatability in thoughts. This phrase, in particular, "The joy of being human is we can try something new" stayed with me. It feels true and necessary.
ReplyDeleteThe poem is the perfect culmination. Readied wings. Flying into more.
I am pleased you took a photo of that beautiful chalk drawing on the road. Also like tattoo guy in the army disposal store shorts....at least he wasn't wearing budgie smugglers:)
ReplyDeleteMaria - yes, we have the flexibility to change, but we don't often maximize this gift. You, on the other hand, lead the way for us. Your ponderings and ruminations are inspiring. And you get an A+ from me for your artistic renderings - I especially like the dog in the water. Have a wonderful weekend!
ReplyDeleteWall-less horizon... am stuck there... knowing we all have to find a way to scale it.. somehow. Also loved the pic of the dog especially.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful way to view the world....and our lives! I love your photos and the magical quality of them and I'm so happy to be a creative person. Thanks for sharing your beauty this morning, Diane
ReplyDeleteBeautiful thoughts! The images are mesmerising.
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ReplyDeleteNice variety of critters, the kitty and the dog are both cuties. The seahorse image is lovely. The Wildflowers are a beautiful sight, along with the lovely water views. Your photos and images are beautiful, a lovely post. Thank you for linking up and sharing your post. Take care, have a great weekend.
Having trouble posting my comment........It's nice to encounter another BC writer. Your photos are beautiful. I checked your other blogs too. Thanks for stopping by mine.
DeleteSo glad to have discovered another B.C. writer. I did get your comments ... the moderator option is on so that is why they didn't appear immediately. :)
DeleteDelightful images Penelope and a wonderful narrative, always very interesting :) Happy August!
ReplyDeleteTruth interspersed with pictures of nature, people, cats and dogs to nudge the creative side with gentle wake up calls.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful meditative post Maria -- it could really be a booklet in itself. The "page" about words (written or spoken) scattered in the wind, only sometimes to take root especially spoke to me.
ReplyDeleteThank you for posting these wonderful images!
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