#51: Why I Create.

This is a question I ask myself every day. In a world where time is money and our lives are saturated with things that constantly demand our attention, why? Why take the time and effort to create?

I create because I want to find my voice.
I was an imaginative child. Some might have even called me a daydreamer. But I was undeniably a storyteller at heart. I loved making up stories, whether it was to tell my parents, or to my sister, or just to keep to myself. It was my way of expressing myself. Now, in the swirl and confusion of my mid-twenties, I’m slowly starting to discover me. I’m peeling away my layers, and using those to inspire me. When I create now, I do it to better understand myself. Who I am as a person, independent of people and things.

I create because I am inspired.
By books and poetry I’ve read. By films, documentaries, plays I’ve watched. By music, overheard conversations and other things I hear in passing. Even by the frost settling on the ground, or the way a cloud moves across the moon at night. I am constantly inspired by the world around me and everything I see.

But most of all, and most importantly to me, I create because I want to make a change in the world.
Art is the most beautiful form of resistance, and I want to be able to make something that makes a difference. I want to be able to speak to people’s hearts and souls, to affect them and makes them think. I want to make something that changes a culture.

I create because that’s who I am.