One of the amazing things I got from my trip to Brazil was this certainty the universe has a plan, an order, a purpose. As an artist, one of the hardest parts of the process has been to find my voice, my path. As I perused amazing artists whose work I admire, a lot of them wrote about a similar topic: what was the mission and purpose of their art.
Alisa Burke wrote about it back in 2006. Way before she became a respected well know mixed media artist. She expressed her sense of loss, of purpose, and the meaning of her art beyond herself, money, and recognition.
Then recently, I got Connie's, from Dirty Footprint Studio, newsletter and there it was again. Her blog post, titled Why Am I Doing This, eloquently explored the art world as male, product centric and how this model is not, a lot of times, nurturing to women. Because like Connie says, we see and relate to the world differently than men.
These women materialized the feeling I have been having on how life, desires, dreams, plans all unfold in their own time. The heart's desire translates into the motion of the universe, but in the universe's own time. Not ours.
When I decided to start a blog, I had no idea what it would be. I played with different titles, pretty much rehashing my favorite bloggers. But when I did that, It just felt inorganic, fake. So, IA was born. Born out of my own inadequacy to fit in a cookie cutter society.
Sure Paulo Coelho wrote that "When you really want something, the whole universe conspires in helping you achieve it." However, he forgot to write the universe has its own schedule. Thus, don't let the heart shriver.
I want to live for the journey, not the destination.