Fear of the Unknown

Fear of the Unknown

Fear of the Unknown
As the popular as the saying “there’s nothing to fear but fear itself” may be, can we get a little more specific? We always tend to tend to think it’s the fear of enormous feats that it refers to but as humans, we do like to over dramatize don’t we. If in your heart of hearts you think it means go out and take over a multimillion dolllar company, by all means do so, if it’s within your ability AND if that’s your calling. But we all have different dreams and different fears and personally I think it’s unnecessary to do something you’re afraid of, no matter how dangerous it is, just to prove you can. It’s overcoming the fear of something that’s holding you back from experiencing your life in full colour. Whether it’s the fear of picking up a paintbrush and going savage on a canvas without fearing the outcome. It may not be a masterpiece but it sure as hell is going to give you a spring in your step for actually doing it! If you’re usually the most polite and soft spoken person under the sun yet still get treated like you’re a nothing by some pompous bag of inflated ego, speak up for once. Do it load and proud, okay that may get you into a spot of trouble if it’s in a work situation but that’s what the human rights commission is there for and nothing, I mean NOTHING feels as good as standing up for yourself does! I’m going to skip the cliché’s – go sky diving, etc because, well honestly it’s been encouraged as a fear overcoming tool ad nauseum (not that I wouldn’t mind doing it!) Rather back to the very basic and fundemamental obstacle: The fear of change. Yeah, let that sink in for a while…

The power of random

The power of random

RANDOM THOUGHTS – THE UNDERSTATED JEWEL OF CREATIVITY.
If you’ve woken up from a dream that made absolutely no sense, not even starring anyone you’ve ever seen in person or crazy looking creatures. You’ve probably wondered, “Holy fudge brain, what were you thinking?” And then there are the daily random, seemingly irrelevant thoughts that pop up in our minds, only to discarded because WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ALL ABOUT! Perhaps this is because of conventional conditioning, as in stick to the rational; if it makes no sense then it must be non-sense! Bull twang! What if those random pop ups are our creative and intuitive ideas trying to get our attention. We might not know what the message is yet or what to do with them. But if you push them to one side, you’ll never know. All works of art, be it music, writing, hell anything creative, are born out of randomness. So next time a fleeting random thought flashes through your mind, give it a little more attention. You never know where it could take you and if anybody dares to call you batshit crazy for having them, well the jokes on them… can’t imagine a life with no creative thoughts no matter how irrelevant or seemingly insignificant they may be. Embrace the random – if not for the pioneers of the afore mentioned, we would be “admiring” blank pieces of art, bland food an oh so dull and underwhelming books. So go on, dance with the random, there’s much fun to be had…

My religion is music

My religion is music

MUSIC IS THE PERFUME OF THE SOUL – OTEP SHAMAYA
Music moves us in way that no other medium (for most) could. It says exactly how we feel, with the right beats and melodies and rhythms that are in unison, is pure magic. Growing up, I remember my first favourite song was “Baby makes her Blue jeans talk”; I was 5 years old at the time! I took piano lessons, loved going to music class and always drifted away from a conversation or just plain shushed people when something came on I wanted to listen to.
Apart from the joy and all emotion music evokes, to me, it’s my own personal form of meditation. If I need to get away from everything, clear my head and shut out the world, without going anywhere, I simply put my headphones on, crank it up and disappear. Of course music is also the best motivation for a work out. I mean if you want to hit the shit out of a punching bag just play “Cryin’ like bitch from Godsmack or “Down” by Otep.  Your knuckles might bleed but a good workout is guaranteed! It’s also very tricky having a mind of your own and not being afraid to use it by not listening to music for the masses just because they say you should. I was labelled “evil” and all sorts of profanities in school because of the music I listened to. Nina Hagen was the Devil’s daughter and nobody had even heard of Diamanda Galas and when they did they wished they never had.
A good soundtrack can also make or break a movie – make your own summations; it is after all a personal choice & experience. Personally I think all music is good, even if I don’t like it, mostly because I don’t understand it and it doesn’t move me in any way. Not a day passes though that I don’t have Otep and Godsmack screaming from my car’s sound system. There are just too many words in their music that seem to be taken straight from my mind – only sounding a lot better. The so called “music” I can’t stand or tolerate is that which is mass produced simply for the sake of making money, which by default makes it shit! Let there be ROCK! Now and always!

Abstract Beauty

Abstract Beauty

ABSTRACT BEAUTY
The “abstract” in and of itself is somewhat difficult to explain, which I suppose explains it perfectly. Beauty on the other hand is a bit easier to describe, then again, beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder. So when it came to writing something entitled “Abstract beauty”, I thought “how the hell am I going to get this message across, sensibly but still somewhat accurately. I took some photos of objects in a way that would be described as being abstract. No they’re no Kandisky or Pollock (having not being painted & all), they did look very abstract though, and frankly I thought they were quite captivating if you’ll excuse the pun!
So instead of mulling about it the whole day, I let the boys in the basement do their thing and voila, synchronicity sets in. A friend mine (Sanet) posted a pic of her on social media and at first sight, I saw it as abstract beauty personified. Being that beauty is in the eye of the beholder (me in this case), how could I not use this for my daily topic. The picture is somewhat abstract, absolutely beautiful and because I know the model personally, it makes it that much more powerful and en point. To the untrained eye, at first glance it may just look like a distorted image. Upon closer inspection one will find that the picture, be it abstract as it may, is intoxicatingly beautiful. Drawing you in like a moth to a flame, wanting to see more, to know more. Feeling more and more with each glance.
When it comes to abstract art, I think the whole idea is to really let your mind overrule what your eyes may (or may not) see. Allowing you to experience a unique visual and any feeling it evokes. Therein lays the beauty of Abstract Beauty!