Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Creative Expressions

I have always been encouraged to express myself in any way I felt God wanted me to. As a child, creative expression was a big part of every day. My parents were always supportive of my endeavors. Karate, ballet, hip hop dance classes, pottery, sculpture classes, art classes, writing classes (probably the best thing I ever did, honestly), drama classes, acting (I was in the show Oliver), gymnastics, soccer, choir (for 1 year in high school), guitar lessons, photography, our exploring days, kickboxing, the weird food I made for my family when I was kid before I learned I loved cooking. There's a lot more. My parents always supported what us kids wanted to do. I learned what I enjoy and what I hate. Childhood was good. And now that I am grown, I am learning (because of some of the things I did as a child) what my heart is drawn to, and what I find beautiful.

Art, for example, I am returning to. I LOVE painting and drawing. I hated it for a while because I thought I was terrible at it. But it's not about being the best. It's about expressing myself the way I was created to. It may not be that great, or even good right now, but I enjoy it. Organizing, for some strange reason, is beautiful to me. When I organize my room, and get everything in order, it feels SO good. I love posting things on my wall; pictures, art, quotes, etc. I love decorating and organizing in my own creative way. Photography is another one. I learned that I love doing that. Writing, as well. I want to combine all the things I love one day and somehow make money off of it. :)

I love the thought that I now know what is beautiful to me. And I know how to express beauty.

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