Creativity and Insanity | Sinners & Saints

Artistic endeavors, be it art, writing, or a million other things are and have been my passion for as long as I can remember.  My other blog hosted here shows some of it, without the ego behind it all getting in the way.  I’m still anonymous there, I have the same theory with my artwork as I do this blog:

My identity is not important.  After all, knowing a name doesn’t change what you see or feel.

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I create while some drink, some have many bed partners, I simply create.  I have also come to realize, the act of simply looking at someone’s artwork can calm. It’s come to be my therapy.

I am fascinated by the divide in not only people, but in their perceptions of things.  There is a factoid floating around to the effect of “no two people will view the same thing, the same way”.  You or myself may see a cloud, but another person may see something within, we don’t or cannot.

The whole concept of the ego vs the id is fascinating to me.  There is a  duality to each of us although it will manifest differently in each one, is essentially comprised of similar characteristics.  We are all the sinners, and all the saints.  On the surface, something can be beautiful.  That same thing, if looked at deeper can become hideous.

Granted, that could just be my overcritical side.

This concludes my rather self-promoting post.

Self Serving Wank From The Net

There is such an astute overabundance of “I’m so great” wank both on and off line that I’m quite frankly surprised that anyone bothers reading this crap anymore.  From bloggers with egos, name drops, and emotional teenagers (the ones without reason, not the legit ones.  You know the- Oh GOD!! Suburbia!! ones.)  Now, I will be one to admit- blogging in and of itself is indeed an ego driven hobby.

Normally I would be inclined to link to the copious amounts of examples but, I really don’t want to give these people any more reasons to continue with the self love  Personally I find it rather creepy.

Me?  I’m anonymous yes.  I could be anyone, really.  From someone famous to a regular every day girl/ guy honestly my identity is far from important.  Putting a face or a name to these thoughts and postings serves not to drive any of the point herein home further. 

Just having this up for the short time it’s been here, I’ve already been accused of being this person or that person.  Honestly does my anonymity really offend that terribly?  I simply see no purpose to telling anyone reading this my name or showing my face.  Would anyone actually take me more seriously if I did?  I doubt it. 

Or is the reason simply the fact that I am not looking to capitalize on my name or my face?  To overstate a bit, attaching my name to these posts and my musings to make them have more depth.  That is not how any of this works.