A Quest For Creativity

For the past few years I must admit I have been feeling very uninspired- which may account for most of my lack of productivity- and it's safe to say 80% of it has to do with my recently aquired "grown-up" routine. Unless you have a job where you can use all the artistic cells in your body -or just one you are extremely passionate about- we can all agree the typical 9-5 daily commute isn't the most inspiritational way to live life. As a self-proclaimed lover of art, I am taking on the challenge to make this year the most creative yet. Unfortunately, it seems I wasn't gifted with any specific artistic talent (except for my ability to be relentlessly passionate about it), but the idea is to do something I love every single day. So here goes day n.1...

A beautiful poem recited by the great poet himself.

If you haven't heard of him, you are welcome.

Keaton Henson- Grow Up With Me

Grow up with me.

Let’s run in fields and fear the dark together.
Fall off swings, and burn special things,
and both play outside in bad weather.

Let’s eat badly.
Let’s watch adults drink wine and laugh at their idiocy.
Let’s sit in the back of the car,
making eye contact with strangers driving past,
making them uncomfortable.

Not caring.
Not swearing.
Don’t fuck.

Let’s both reclaim our superpowers;
the ones we all have and lose with our milk teeth.
The ability not to fear social awkwardness.
To panic when locked in the cellar;
still sure there’s something down there.
And while picking from pillows each feather,
let’s both stay away from the edge of the bed,
forcing us closer together.

Let’s sit in public, with ice cream all over both our faces;
sticking our tongues out at passers by.
Let’s cry.
Let’s swim.
Let’s everything.

Let’s not find it funny lest someone falls over.
Classical music is boring.
Poetry baffles us both;
there’s nothing that’s said is what’s meant.
Plays are long, tiresome sullen, and filled;
with hours that could be spent rolling down hills,
and grazing our knees on cement.

Let’s hear stories and both lose our innocence.
Learn about parents and forgiveness,
death and morality,
kindness and art,
thus losing both of our innocent hearts,
but at least we won’t do it apart.

Grow up with me.

Keaton Henson

Grow Up With Me