Fearless Art — Lying in the Sun

 

Yesterday, I took my dog to the vet. He’s got some old age problems happening that he’s never dealt with before. He gets sick to his stomach now if he gets stressed or eats greasy food. (Sheesh, sounds a little like me.) 

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While I was waiting — feeling stressed because my dog was sick, I looked outside and saw a dog and a person on the grass. The dog was lying down and the person was stroking his head. The dog wasn’t running and jumping or doing much of anything.

I realized at once that this dog was dying on the grass in the sunshine. He, for whatever reason, was being euthanized right there.

I am not a crying person, but my eyes welled up. I thought about how before too long, my own dog will be lying in the sunshine. I’m not ready. My dog is a part of our family and has been for 13 years. He’s a sweet-natured, fuzzy guy who is always ready to go along — no matter where you are going. His teddy bear face looks into mine every day. He trusts me.

I thought, for one weird moment, that I could give my dog to someone else, so I wouldn’t have to go through seeing him die. But I wouldn’t do that. It would break his heart — and mine. Despite my fear of watching him age and die, I have to be stronger than that. Bravery is being afraid and doing it anyway.

Art, fearless art, is about putting yourself out there — vulnerable. Every art piece that I’ve done has my own contribution in it. Your art is a part of you. If you collect art, it’s because something in that piece resonated with you.

Can you create art without being gutzy and fearless? Yes, I think you can, but you won’t find that special awesomeness that is truly you — and you will know it.

Don’t wait. Don’t let your fear of the unknown, of the criticism or the risk — don’t let it stop you from trying. Don’t wait until it’s too late. Because one day, it will be.

God says ‘perfect love casts out all fear’. I used to think that perfect love had to come from me, but it doesn’t. It can’t. It’s God. He helps me each day to vanquish fear.

I wouldn’t trade this brand of fearlessness just so I can avoid the pain of others not understanding my art. As much as I can, I am moving forward as brave as I can be today. Putting myself and my art out there.

When my time comes, I want to know that I did my best. I’m trying to live a life that means something. Cherishing relationships, forgetting fear.

I’ve put off publishing this post for 2 weeks. It’s tough to put this out there. It’s vital for each of us to measure the days, though. Make each one count.

Will I ALWAYS push past the fear? No. Are you kidding me? LOL. BUT — I am striving each day to be more fearless than the day before.

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