Ever Onward Almost

Sarah Lewis defined creativity as the "ever onward almost" and I felt this. A swirling of heaviness and feather-lightness all in the same sweep.

As an artist who has five hundred projects on the go and a million ideas bursting forth every millisecond, the idea of an ever onward almost feels invigorating; nearly liberating, even. There are dreams beyond dreams that float around in my brain, and in my soul, and I ache to fulfil them all, although the human constraint of doing one thing at a time thoroughly shakes me to my core.

As opposed to a continuum of "unfinished untitled" work, I choose to see these creative bursts as paint brush strokes in the blossoming tapestry that is my soul unequivocally unfurling. Who is to say that THAT particular piece is unfinished? That I may never go back to that, or that this particular photograph is complete? May we revisit ideas and see them with fresh eyes and renewed thinking. May we take the bud, the bloom, and crush the petals if necessary — in order to create the most alluring scent. A perfume of new, a whiff of an unborn chapter that has yet to be written.

Let there not be fear to step in to the unknown. May the "not good enough" whispers be banished and replaced with the serene shouting of "fuck yes, this is good enough". May your "For Now's" strengthen and be the foundation of your future "Fuck Yes's". Stepping forward and back isn't a sign of defeat — it is simply a dance with your destiny, your purpose swaying you to the beat of the beauty in the air.

We do not yet know the seeds already planted within us. Hold fast in faith that they are naturally blooming and you are becoming into your ever onward almost fullness on the daily.

Float on. Ride the wave of inspiration. Allow the reverberation to awaken the groove that resides within your soul.

Self portrait, September 2021.