Worn Out Minds

If I could have the hands of someone else, I would want to acquire the hands of an artist. I’ve never lacked in terms of creativity, but I’ve also never had the patience, or humiliation, to create a painting or drawing that I’m happy with and confident enough about to share with others. If I had the hands of a painter, I would be able to experience, with certainty and confidence in my work, creating something that would be able to convey exactly what I want it to convey. I remember reading a quote somewhere that said, “An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.” At the time, I recall being blown away by how true of a statement that was. I’m not calling myself an intellectual by any means, but I know if I were to choose a side, I would fall more so on the side involving expression by means of letters and words, sentences and conversations.