Art and love

All is fair in love and art. There are no rules, no principles. It’s just emotion. Raw, unfiltered, unedited.

It just is.


Well, not exactly.

Because, you see, the easiest goddamn thing you’ll ever do is love people when they’re absent.

It’s easy to wait for someone and miss them and dream and remember all the good parts.

It’s just as easy to spend most of your time dreaming about becoming a writer or an actor or a painter.

Imagine the best possible future. Imagine the best love story. The best you.

The most beautiful house.

The perfect vacation.

The happy ever after we think we’re entitled to.

And we dream and we dream and we dream and one day it’s too late.

It’s over.

And it makes you wonder what went wrong?

I mean…you were supposed to find the perfect lover, right? Have your happily ever after and lots of kids and stuff.

You were supposed to be happy, even though you were never sure if you had to find happiness or happiness had to find you.

You were supppsed to…

Life doesn’t work like that.

It’s hard loving people. When they’re right there, in front of us. Because it’s not about those great sacrifices, about dying for them…it’s about living, it’s about taking the right choices to ensure their happiness, it’s about small sacrifices and compromises and petty frustrations and arguments.

It’s about overcoming flaws, again and again and again.

It’s about hard work and patience and discipline.

Day after day after day.

That’s what love is all about.

Not about the perfect lover, but about creating the perfect love.

About being kind and thoughtful to them and to ourselves.

It’s not so much about emotions and feelings as it is about being smart enough to do what needs to be done even if you don’t want to, even if you don’t feel like it. Especially when you don’t feel like it.

The same is true for art.


2 thoughts on “Art and love

  1. I’ve gotten more real about love–really examining what it takes to create a relationship where both people thrive. Art…well that’s harder for me. Rejection is hard. Honing my craft is hard. The dream is easy. It’s the work that feels daunting sometimes.

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