My interpertation has always been that it doesn’t mean that everyone should, or even want to, create something, but for some of us, we need to create in order to stay alive, or somewhat sane at least.
I never really considered myself as any sort of artist, but I have always had the need to do something with my hands. I can’t paint or draw to save my life, but I’ve done handcrafts and in the resent years I’ve chosen photography as my favourite medium.
Often in my photography, I’m the subject too and that gives me another form of creating something. I build characters using myself and my feelings as a base, exaggerating and magnifying them. Acting out stories in the course of few photographs. I try to stay away from taking just a bland ”pretty picture”, and create something worth viewing, something that raises questions, conversation and ideas. Being a muse for someone is my life goal.
I kind of hate writing, yet I want to do it more.
Finnish being my mother tongue, I always hated writing essays, it was hard and it all felt fake, kind of like soap opera. When I started using English, and picked it up very quickly in school, writing started to feel more natural to me. Maybe I can give more of myself in a language that is not quite my own, more distant.
When I have a new idea for a post, I think it out in English. I make drafts in my head in English and only every now and then, I have proverbs in Finnish that I need to figure out how to translate. I’m trying to push myself to write more, and write better. Not every story or opinion can be told with self portraits, so I need to add some words too.
