All These Lines

A look at the "blank slate" artists lust after for a spark of creativity, what actually happens when we don't allow ourselves to be distracted by our surroundings.

Grid paper.

Nets surround, ensnare, suffocate 

the words that aren't even there yet.

Writer's perspective/block. Block. 

Do these marks inhibit creativity?

create boundaries to be broken?

Exist to inspire something in the otherwise nothingness,

only to be blamed for being in the way?

Reality.

Shooting myself in the foot.

Shooting myself in the soul.

Hands still juggling violins and wet paint.

Begging torture, inconvenience

Displacement of artistic frustrations

Wherefore God is born of Eve.

Molecular furniture

Atoms like marbles burst 

from once-sharp edges and substance and smooth flesh

into unpronounceable eternity.

Zen.

The pastels are out of tune.

The clarinet is smudged.

Waging war on the process

Regressing into high class society, 

Disintegrating into concepts

Shriveling into semantics

Fading, 

Fading.

Turning in on expression

Forsaken in this streakless chasm. 

Noise!

Author's Note

I originally wrote this on graph paper, perhaps the more appealing medium :)

Reviews

[Dane Osborne]

Doll, this was cooler than Hendrix on acid LOL. General OT already beat me to praising this line:

Shooting myself in the foot.
Shooting myself in the soul.
Hands still juggling violins and wet paint.
Begging torture, inconvenience
Displacement of artistic frustrations
Wherefore God is born of Eve.


But it still yet is brilliant and cuts like a ginzu knife. 100/100

[.]

ahh...delights to my brain..you shake up the pages with this inspiration

[OT]

woo!!! such creativity and brilliance - "Shooting myself in the foot.
Shooting myself in the soul.
Hands still juggling violins and wet paint.
Begging torture, inconvenience
Displacement of artistic frustrations
Wherefore God is born of Eve." - particularly that violin line! it's like the first few lines are speculative - openers - and then you really kick is with the full on later stanzas jam-packed with imagery and thoughts - "shrivelling into semantics fading, fading" - then that streakless chasm! and I loved the molecular furniture idea! brilliantly creative write!

[Nobody.]

Interesting. Original. I like the idea A LOT. Well done.
Cheers!

Love to see the original.

[roarke]

an absorption/immersion into unseen reality of artistic creation. Allowing to be overwhelmed for the oneness with the experience. Violins and wet paint indeed.
rich, opulent and a bit dangerous.

[Robin]

inspiration , how to feed the creative self , how to learn to get out of our own way , the un-process of the process . the zen of shhh ...