Clearing the path

I have been struggling quite a bit to get comfortable with new tools. Sometimes it's the simple things that are the hardest to achive, but then all of a sudden, it's there right infront of you. Then it's just a matter of remembering which buttons you pushed ;-)

Bought Daniel Johnston live from some town in Germany after listening to one of my favorite songs of his (and of all) the beautifully tragic "Story of an artist".

Can't help to think of Neil Youngs "rule" that its an artists obligation to swim out of his depth, to never just stay put on safe grounds. And good old Friedrich Nietzsche also said something about it being beautiful when man tries to rise above himself and in the proces perishes.

I do believe there is a hidden power in fragile, limping creations. Often they are very calmly centered in their energies/expressions because they are not trying to be anything else than exactly what they already are. Of course mainly because they do not have the power to transform themselves. A curse and a blessing at the same time.

But then again to be able to get things done/rocking whatever ;-) you sometimes have to know where you are going to be able to look up and see where you are going so you don't get lost.

The unfocused focus, a mind like water. Like my old teacher said "you have to make your eyes blur to truly see the outlines of what you are drawing, to make the clutter of unnecessary details disappear". The great american painter Edward Hopper was master at this, as was the great danish painter Vilhelm Hammershøi.