Perhaps the most valuable lesson I have learned from class is that it is okay to be interested in and driven by many things; a fusion of elements, in a sense.
I feel myself relating to this path, as I do not feel anchored to any one path, but rather, to a multitude of my passions.
I find myself connecting to the journey that leads to passion. Whether this journey is led by dance or song or performance art is irrelevant, because to me, the feeling is what truly matters.
Film-making is beautiful because in it's own lovely way, it connects many channels and transforms them into one. It can pinpoint beautiful moments and manipulate the way we perceive them; or it can take those same moments and reveal fragments of truth.
While I am ambiguous as to how I will earn my money, I find myself gagging at the thought of my mother nagging me to pursue a more conventional job. At the same time, I would like to sever my financial chain with my family to form my own self-sufficiency, so I am driven to unfold a means of living.
It is interesting the way that money controls people. Even artists nowadays seem begrudged with the burden of acquiring money, of pleasing others, of creating an appeal. Ethics and personal judgment are seemingly altered by this craving, and often, need or desperation for survival.
Passion is more valuable than money to me.
But passion in this world is being deteriorated by power. Because for some strange reason, little green slips of paper indicate power.
I think this is why it's so darn important to keep passion alive.
And happiness. I suppose it's all about finding a balance.
I also feel like 20-something's nowadays are having mid-life crises earlier in life. But it feels like this gets better.
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