Day 013
Gap Between Expressions.
Mar 29 2024. Friday. SF.
I woke up in a daze thinking…
about the gap between my ability to express myself vs. someone like T.S. Eliot.
A year ago, I would've thought that I just didn't have the talent.
Actually, I've thought this way for a long time.
This isn't going to be a feeling that will go away.
my typewriter that i never use.
I think I learned something about artistic expression this past year however.
There will always be a gap between what I feel/see and how much of it I'm able to express.
But it's less about how I can capture, describe, or somehow transcribe it into art.
What's even worst is when I try to close that gap.
I end up becoming "inauthentic".
I think it's more about removing the things that blocks the expression.
I need to "unblock" myself.
T.S. Eliot isn't more talented. He's less blocked.
Shakespeare isn't more talented. He's less blocked.
Jane Austen isn't more talented. She's less blocked.
Donna Tarrt isn't more talented. She's less blocked.