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Where Did Inspiration Go?
These past few months haven’t been easy. So many areas of my life have been taking hits, and creating art is one of them. There were a few moments when I felt that it was time to stop, and after everything, I questioned whether making art was the answer.
I often come to the well where inspiration is supposed to spring from, and I find myself perplexed by its dryness. I walk away from it each time with my heart creatively dehydrated, and often succumbing to moments of negativity and depression.
And yet, I come often to the well. The human condition seems to hold on tightly to hope. I think the reason for it is that I know so intimately how art-making can bring joy and peace. So I return daily to this well, holding tight to the memory of its water spilling over.
These days I have been working primarily with film. It is such a fantastic experience, especially once the images are developed. Its digital counterpart does not seem to evoke these feelings in me, so I continue with this practice.
With this, I am unsure how creativity and inspiration will come again. I have not yet recovered from the pains of last year, and have not yet found ways to properly express it. Perhaps with film, I will be able to. I believe I will.
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