Monday, June 6

ello everybody...

i think i'm settled on the colour now...
it reminds me of autumn... i like it...

haha...

i can't write a thing... it's almost hilarious the way i infuriate myself trying to fill up endless rows of empty staves...
but i think i'll take a breather for now...

there's music playing at the back of my head... and i swear one of these days i'll finally get it down... not exactly what's been going on and on for so long... but fair enough...

i remember once arguing to a literature lecturer that the artist will forever be in a state of despair for he will never see with his physical eyes what he sees in his mind's eye... that the artistic process will set, fulfil, and even exceed the expectations of the audience... but will never ever be enough for the artist himself...

that... to me now... sounds amazingly passionate... and hardly true...

i've given up on trying to write down all that goes on in my head... that music which i think is the most beautiful in its utter elusiveness... it's not that i've become less of a musician... i think it's that i've become more aware of a simple truth...

that i'm simply human...

surprisingly... that delights me...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi..

Perhaps the brown slightly darker? It seems a little bit odd together with the green. i think move it towards the golden brown or else darker brown shade would be nice.

But yes, I understand what you mean by having music in your mind but never be able to have it in front of you. That happens all the time it's frustrating. Well, at least you still have the music in your mind.. Mine is long gone.

Do take care.

Anonymous said...

haha... oh my... yes.

how...discouraging. When I write and look at what I've written, I get so frustrated...because its not what's in my head...the magic somehow gone when you pen it down, stark black and whites caught in the wrong structure and tempos...yet...knowing that some people will find it good or even nice...

Still, you rip it up. Frustrating..

How can you be satisfied with being merely human..? to let others remain ignorant of the beauty which you can see...alone...torturously alone..

You say its beautiful in its elusiveness... what about its loneliness then? To be locked up within a person...and only one..and to die when a mortal's span has ended...when it could live immortal in everyone's hearts when expressed in its whole glory...

How injustified it must feel. ^_^