Musings: The 'tortured' artist
I often feel that my art comes from a place of pain.
But as I progress in my journey of healing, I wonder if that's just my trauma talking.
But as I progress in my journey of healing, I wonder if that's just my trauma talking.
The beautifully complex paintings visualising the artists' sadness and hopelessness.
The tsunami of thoughts and feelings unfurled through poetry, evidence of a heavy mind and heart.
The husky, raspy voice in songs I love, most likely caused by smoking habits of the singer.
The tsunami of thoughts and feelings unfurled through poetry, evidence of a heavy mind and heart.
The husky, raspy voice in songs I love, most likely caused by smoking habits of the singer.
And so forth.
They say Earth without art is just "eh", but I wonder how many of us don't have an issue with (or worse, enable) artists suffering for/with their art.
Art born from grief and tragedy may be cathartic, but at what cost?
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