Creative!

Every single person is born creative. The lord took a little share from all his qualities and spread it amongst the universe. Now, some people were very clever and wise. They climbed up the highest mountain and stood on its highest point and caught all they could wit their arms wide open. Some stood on low ground watching the sky hoping for the golden dust!

Being creative is not something devious, special or ‘freak’. Every one can write, draw, and paint. It’s only that what drawing, writing, painting people think is good or bad in a particular society or in a particular situation. We have developed criteria’s for art what’s good, bad wrong, right artistic or not. Artists and critics we all talk of breaking the lines getting out of the box but what would be praised isn’t usually so out of the box we always still tend to admire things we understand or are still in the norms.

Name a girl who wasn’t a photographer when she was 16. A guy who didn’t wake up in the middle of the night and wrote something in his diary that just came into his mind. A kid who didn’t painted pictures of mommy and daddy before he actually knew how to write alphabets.

It’s just a matter of priorities like which girls keeps on shooting herself or other stuff with her camera which guy keeps writing in the middle of the night instead of saying forget it and sleep. It’s also sometimes about societies and people around you. Like which society allows you to do your photography instead of what all ‘others’ are doing, or helps you keep writing better verses or drawing the stupid fox instead of making you go to an medical or an engineering college like all other wise kids.

Sometimes it’s a matter of believing in yourself and sometimes it’s just the ‘other’ million reasons that don’t let you be an artist or so called creative in the social structure. The point here is not to define a thin line who is an artist or who isn’t or just brag that anyone can be an artist or they can’t be one. The purpose of the fatigue is to tell you that being creative is not actually something to brag about all day or to be really proud of that you are and others are not. And also if you know you have something just don’t stop believing in your self it’s not a matter of who thinks your creative your doing art or just making a messed up picture. What actually matters is what you think about it and consider art. Believe!

[I wrote this a while ago I think a couple of years back]

What happened to the good old fashioned comic Hero’s?

I consider myself amongst the wee bit less fortunate ones who were unlucky enough to watch “watchmen” and “twilight” in two consecutive nights. Ok I know, I know the novels were amazing and to see it on a bigger canvas was like a dream come true. But here’s the funny part “I didn’t read the novels and personally I really don’t care about them”. I paid to watch a good movie which it wasn’t. If you had written outside it’s only for glorified geeks and the cult following along with the 18+ sign. I would never go in.

I want to ask what was so bad with the old school graphic novels, what’s so wrong with beating the up the bad guy and then he has your girl friend (secret obviously) and you rescue her. Like common that never gets old. Some kick ass vampires kicking around with guns flaps and rocket launchers kicking some wolf butt. Why do you have to drag gay emotions in it?

Look here’s the thing when I’m alone and its 2am I might even enjoy watching a walk in the rain. But with my mates in a big ass cinema the last thing I want to see is a blue guy screwing a chick with its twin. And nude scene’s on Jupiter. Like Common! For heaven’s sake man, their some perfectly straight guy’s here who really don’t give a damn about your inner deep emotions. They’re here to see you kick some butt not you packing up your blue balls and exiling from the planet! And yes I agree it was a really deep multi layered movie with amazing dialogues, so what? Here’s the thing if you argue with me that I didn’t read the novel. Look I never read, Harry Potter, Lord of the rings, but I love the movies. So you really can’t pin that on me, like please!

Until the next night, I tried to give the modern comic hero’s another chance and plugged in Twilight, now that was the breaking point. That was the point when I said to myself I would go to jail making child pornography and die a humiliating death then watching another modern comic emotional hero for two hours alone in a damned room at night.

I can take vampires doing It, I can take vampires being gay, I can take vampires falling in love turning people into vampires shooting the hell out of each other. Fighting for evil or the forces of evil for that matter, what I can’t take is a vampire glowing in the sun, annoying the hell out of me for two whole God Damned Hours!

The plot was so empty and there seemed to be clear gaps and selected pieces been chosen and I just couldn’t take it when they started playing baseball. For heaven’s sake your vampires act like one. Don’t be my stupid cat who loves to watch Frasier. It’s not you you’re not supposed to do that, Reality check!

So yes I choose to see a old fat hairy bastard doing a cow then watch these emotional super nude hero’s again!