Absence of an artist:
art, through its every expression and at it's most fundamental point, is really a form self inquiry, a meditation of complete absorption in its process, and with the end result of no artist being truly found, but only the presence of some holy inspiration. Of course once the work is finished an artist seems to reappear and claim credit for completion, signing name, and accepting recognition. But an artist deeply knows that they're merely participants within the process, an extension of the medium itself, and although vital, not the sole means of their creation. An artist arrives at this truth through brushstroke, camera lens, keyboard or pen, whatever medium of their endeavor - it all leads the absence of an artist, a realization of selfless creation and with only inspiration being found as source.
in the absence of an artist...
there is only inspiration.
this is why art is true devotion, an act of giving the self away through the process of creation, pure love and being unconditional in its expression. An artist will willingly disappear for their work's completion, absorbed by the details of a single line drawn, a written phrase, fingers sunk deep in clay. The end result itself doesn't really matter, not greatly so at least, although there is satisfaction as the work's completed, sometimes too even disappointment - it all happens as the self reappears, an inner critic born for judgement and now ready to give reviews.
an artist is never really separate from their medium.
it's all just one expression.
inspired.
and with this it's seen that there's only inspiration, being the true motion of every artistic demonstration, the cause of all creation, and for creativity itself to even be expressed. It's art, everything, all of life arranged by some greater thought of inspiration, and this is what we're part of, made for really, to give are selves away so completely that only this is found.
in the absence of an artist,
there is only,
always,
inspiration.
~
Peace, Eric
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