I woke up this morning tired and stressed, exams looming over me, and then I read this masterpiece. I too have always experienced something like”the swirl”, and I too have always analysed the world around me in an attempt to navigate relationships. But what struck me the most in this essay was when you wrote about art not needing to make money. I only recently joined Substack, but yesterday I published my second post called Art in Seclusion. The main idea was that YOUR ART IS YOUR OWN, AND SHOULD NOT BE CREATED WITH MONEY OR MATERIAL SUCCESS IN MIND. To find the same idea written here so frankly was a melancholy experience. It shows me that there is a woven world of artistic experiences that we all share, however vaguely, and I find that beautiful. You are so talented. Have a wonderful day
I'm profoundly grateful for your comment! How beautiful it is to hear someone echo the sentiment I worried would not be understood. YOU have a wonderful day.
“Perhaps it is the industrialised world whispering to you - ‘your art is only worth something if it makes money’. Perhaps it would be best to liberate your writing from that death sentence and write only for the sake of it?”
Beautiful and perfect advice.
I love this and identify with the swirl so much. And I’m so happy you’re sharing your swirl here.
I fucking love the swirl. I have one too. Only I call it my spiral. 🌀 ☺️ Thank you for putting words to this, you did a fantastic job and I found this super inspirational!
Your words gush forth from a wound that is being healed; other times, your words drip firth like honey-dipped nuggets of golden wisdom. Yoy write excellently. Keep praticing and honing your craft, everyday, into pure the GENIUS-WRITER THAT YOU ARE.
I'm honoured to be named here my love (pequeña!). Your description of that compulsion to write, that horniness, as you say, resonates deeply. Like you, it took me until relatively recently to find this particular outlet and (aside from the people I love) it's my greatest joy to write and to read and to have conversations with you and like this. There's nothing in the world like it. I'm so very, deeply, happy that you found this and honoured to have been part of this conversation with your soul.
I could relate to the notion of The Swirl, and especially the idea that there is unlimited potential of it becoming the art we see in our mind as long as it is in evolving, ephemeral form. Once we make it solid and tangible, what do we do, how do we cope, if it falls short? Thank you for giving voice to this concept so clearly.
I woke up this morning tired and stressed, exams looming over me, and then I read this masterpiece. I too have always experienced something like”the swirl”, and I too have always analysed the world around me in an attempt to navigate relationships. But what struck me the most in this essay was when you wrote about art not needing to make money. I only recently joined Substack, but yesterday I published my second post called Art in Seclusion. The main idea was that YOUR ART IS YOUR OWN, AND SHOULD NOT BE CREATED WITH MONEY OR MATERIAL SUCCESS IN MIND. To find the same idea written here so frankly was a melancholy experience. It shows me that there is a woven world of artistic experiences that we all share, however vaguely, and I find that beautiful. You are so talented. Have a wonderful day
I'm profoundly grateful for your comment! How beautiful it is to hear someone echo the sentiment I worried would not be understood. YOU have a wonderful day.
“Perhaps it is the industrialised world whispering to you - ‘your art is only worth something if it makes money’. Perhaps it would be best to liberate your writing from that death sentence and write only for the sake of it?”
Beautiful and perfect advice.
I love this and identify with the swirl so much. And I’m so happy you’re sharing your swirl here.
I fucking love the swirl. I have one too. Only I call it my spiral. 🌀 ☺️ Thank you for putting words to this, you did a fantastic job and I found this super inspirational!
Your words gush forth from a wound that is being healed; other times, your words drip firth like honey-dipped nuggets of golden wisdom. Yoy write excellently. Keep praticing and honing your craft, everyday, into pure the GENIUS-WRITER THAT YOU ARE.
Oh well said my dear! That swirl can be such a beautifully terrifying part of our lives, but it is sometimes a wonderful companion, too.
I'm honoured to be named here my love (pequeña!). Your description of that compulsion to write, that horniness, as you say, resonates deeply. Like you, it took me until relatively recently to find this particular outlet and (aside from the people I love) it's my greatest joy to write and to read and to have conversations with you and like this. There's nothing in the world like it. I'm so very, deeply, happy that you found this and honoured to have been part of this conversation with your soul.
I could relate to the notion of The Swirl, and especially the idea that there is unlimited potential of it becoming the art we see in our mind as long as it is in evolving, ephemeral form. Once we make it solid and tangible, what do we do, how do we cope, if it falls short? Thank you for giving voice to this concept so clearly.
Thank you for sharing your process. It helps to know we are not alone.