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- "A life without a bit of craziness is not worth living". - I'm a thinker, even though I often live life with less thinking. - "Rules are made to be broken."

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

I always thought it was about trust.

But it's not at all about trust. It's about belief. It's about testing yourself. It's about caring.
It's about how quickly you can build that close relationship with somebody you've just met. The kind of relationship that usually takes years and years in the making. It's about hope. The hope that somebody wants to know you bad enough and well enough that they won't be capable to hurt you. It's about what it takes to intrigue a random individual into wanting to really get to know you. It's about getting close, and lifting barriers, and making connections. Real connections.
It's not about trust. It's about hoping that this particular individual gets to care. How quickly can you get someone to truly care?
How quickly can you make somebody see the human inside you?

A true artist doesn't demand friendship and trust. They expect it; they hope for it; they test it - at the price of their own demise.
Testing trust means confronting your own fears. Especially when it comes to somebody you hardly know and who hardly knows you. You strive to figure out what you can do to make them want to know you better. And so you give them your full trust hoping they will give you the same. You trust that if you give you will receive. That's what a true artist does. A true artist gives.
And every time the public does not reciprocate the artist dies a little bit.
But the whole point of art is to challenge. And trust is probably the ultimate challenge.

So even if you don't like the art, respect the artist. Because that artist trusted you enough to allow you into their most vulnerable "home": their most intimate thoughts. That artist trusted you; and gave.

If human behavior is anything to go by, somebody will take advantage of that trust at some point. Don't let that mischievous person be you. Don't be the one who killed art with your ignorance and lack of care. Don't make your moment of zen be the death of an artist.

If an artist dares to give, dare to receive. Dare to pass forward. Dare to respect. Dare to contribute. Dare to grow. Dare to open your heart to the possibilities of hope and perfect trust between perfect strangers.
It only takes one asshole to put everyone in the ditch. It only takes one stupid excuse to end creation.

I'm an artist at heart. And I give, hope and trust. I don't demand all of that back. But I expect it. And if I am to ask for anything...: don't let me down. Don't let me die. Don't kill my zeal. Nurture me. Be my muse. Reciprocate.
Love me, as I love you. Trust me as much as I will always trust you. Build and reinvent. Hope. Create.

It does mean being an idealist, a little bit. But that's just being human. That's just admitting that you're vulnerable. Because you are. We all are. And if you can't acknowledge that... Well, you're not letting me down; you're not lying to me. You are only lying to yourself. It's self deception. And that is a whole other kind of art.

1 comment:

  1. "It's self deception. And that is a whole other kind of art."

    Wow! Love the ending! Right on - can't wait to read more!

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