Living Conduit
Creatives can weave in the way they do because of their heightened perceptual sensitivity and accumulated internal reservoir of rhythms, sensations, and textures, developed through their openness to experience. They have to live unabashedly in order to intimately know the cadence and subtle ripples within, to have it there to create from, to exist in a way that enables both the unlocking and cartography of internal awareness, of all the delicate shades and hues.
For them, creative freedom is not only about the act of making art itself, but also about the perpetual creative process, which includes immersion, submergence, and osmosis during each discovery phase, and equally so, over the span of their entire existence - to inhale relevant serendipitous stimulus and to soak up layered, intersecting forms of consciousness, for art is just the conduit through which all that exists within an expanding soul flows.
Thus, creating art is the intuitive hyper-compression, convergence, and synthesis of a way of being, for it is the higher-octave sensory transference of internal expanses, not instructions - to entice, incite, and draw forth what is possible within another from their own internal resources. This is also why, as time goes on and appreciators collect felt and intuited trinkets of their own along the way, certain pieces of art feel deeper and new layers unfurl - for art is reciprocal, and is just as much a mirror to the receiver as it is to the artist. It teaches felt resonance, a universal shared language for those who understand and know how to see, not with their eyes, but with their soul.


“This is also why, as time goes on and appreciators collect felt and intuited trinkets of their own along the way, certain pieces of art feel deeper and new layers unfurl”
This is why if you like a book with any sort of practical application you understand, but can’t fully relate to, you should revisit it periodically. It’s sort of like wisdom from a parent. The first pass you think it’s ridiculous, or good but it doesn’t really *hit* you. Then those words “haunt” you later in that they *actually resonate* because they eerily become damn near perfect representations of your lived experience. They describe what you couldn’t truly appreciate before you even came to experience it, and so upon experiencing and making the connection you’re like “damn”.
Though I wish I were creative enough to be described by you, I still found this to be an insightful peace.