every time is that we have the power to use what we feel inside for something greater.
Frida did leave us with some beautiful paintings that shoot right to the heart. For me these paintings allow me to tap into emotions that are strong and sad.
Frida turned her pain into something beautiful. It seems terrible to me that so many people feel so much and instead of using it to make something beautiful, they turn it others, spreading the suffering instead of sharing the beauty of it.
I've had this thought many times before but last night I thought of another aspect. What if it's the other way around? What if the art-maker is filled up with love and happiness instead of suffering? Isn't it just as legitimate to channel those emotions into artwork so that those feelings might be shared and tapped into as well? Does all great art spring from pain? Isn't the contribution of joy as strong as sadness?
Painting happiness seems like a big undertaking. I guess in the end it's like I've said before, be true to yourself, that's it.