Photography : Essie Amayo
It was in Thezan , on the second week of my holiday in France, in an intimate french home , that I decided I wasn’t going to go through with the next blog post . I decided I was not going to publish anything, anywhere for ‘a little while.’
I got the messages. The subtle where are yous? The But whys and the very clear can you post already, we’ve given you enough time! To this I have much to say . Firstly, thank you. I genuinely didn’t think it’d be noticeable ,you reminded me of why I do what I do. It wasn’t that I had nothing to say. All around us there are stories to tell. It’s just for a change I needed the story telling . I needed to write for myself.
It’s unhealthy to be constantly creating especially for an audience . I think people , even artists weren’t created that way. I think we have a reset button that needs to be pressed often otherwise we lose ourselves and our ability to represent our responses; to impulses , to feelings ,to thoughts, in a truly inspiring and creative way. The only way to inspire, is to be honest . The idea of constant content production , especially if it is to reflect who you are , doesn’t take into account our normal needs and cycles so to speak. It doesn’t allow us to mourn when we lose friends , it doesn’t allow us to be angry and be disappointed when we fail, it doesn’t allow us to question the paths our lives are taking . We must constantly slay and win and be happy and be woke and of course non of this makes sense.
To the creative who’s left : Take as much time as you need. Pray, mourn , question as much as you need to. I promise , you are not missing out. How can one miss out on their own life? We are all creatives in our own way and we all need breaks sometimes . Even if it’s just to check that we’re still breathing .
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