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when art and words collide // (or, some quotes)

1. Originality “Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it.” [C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity ] I feel this. I think these words are especially meaningful for artists who are Enneagram Fours, like me. I often overthink or doubt my work because I worry that it's nothing new, too cliché, or not original enough. But the best and most impactful things I've created are the ones that tell it like it is (albeit poetically). 2. The Reason We Create “Go into yourself. Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depths of your heart; confess to yourself whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write.  This most of all: ask yourself in the most silent hour of your night: must I write? D...

a bouquet of roses from the underside

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beneath that crown of tangerine-tipped ruffles, of saffron borders gently spreading is a stem-stalk cluster, a Seussical forest of tangled, mottled leaves bent over one another. packed in for breath. sprouting from browning trunks that lighten as they lengthen stretching                  r e a c h ing                                       s t r a i n i n g for the bursts of color above. undersides of an upside-down umbrella reversed romantic love; a matchmaker's mix-up. what once wrapped my wrist at a dance, what once you tossed at your wedding wilts, waiting for when it will be (once more) wrong side down and right side up **** photo & poem: 9.4.2020