Out of thin air
I'm having some troubles finding my place creatively in the world. I very much desire to occupy a space, but it seems to me, that in every instance I have tried to express myself whether it be music, art, writing, it is all only in variation to something I have already experienced, and very much enjoyed. The word that comes to mind, is "influence". Every artist has them, those moments created by others which inspire them to do something just as great with their own talent. But there do seem to be those that stumble upon some sort of formula, and create something that, even though it be pieced together from other's efforts. The particular combination of influences used to concoct this something, not only creates something equally beautiful, but moves not only their lives, but others lives in the way of inspiration and joy. Their efforts constantly moving their chosen art, or arts, forward in their meaning and purpose in the world. When this occurs, it seems that these people's influences become clouded and stormy, and they appear to have conjured this beautiful product from thin air, leaving naught a trail but brilliance to follow. And most times, if you can look back on their influences, they are so very plain that you feel as if the artist sees something that you don't see out of a said situation. Or gets something that you don't get. At least that's how I feel. I feel shallow. I'm not sure if I even know my own depths, or if I really want to explore them. But it seems to me, that no matter what, this sort of inspirational trek can only come from a person who does know themselves very well. Should I start my trek? Where do I begin? Questions questions questions. I know I'm being very vague and I apologize, but most of my friends are piercing enough in their intellect and their talent to hopefully discern what I mean. Good luck my friends, I am tangled.