"I need to feel inspired again."
Those six simple words have been playing on loop in my mind for at least a couple of months now. I don't know why, but I feel as though I've been in this lull ever since the summer started. It's not that I haven't felt like doing things, because believe me, I have. I guess it has more to do with options.
There's a ton of stuff happening in the city on any given day. Toronto is never lacking in festivals, performances, shows or even entertainment on a strict budget. So undoubtedly there's no problem there.
I guess I've been missing this element in my life that makes me want to do things out of the norm. Colourful, things that make me feel more... content, for lack of a better word.
Perhaps this feeling stems from the uncertainity about my future over the next few months. School is almost coming to an end and I am anticipating what is in store for me. Will things be different? Will I be doing the things I want?
What? Who? When?
And with all this, comes inspiration.
Someone broke it down to me the other day, that there's something wrong if you have to keep reminding yourself about the beauty and the basics.
"It's really simple."
And I know it is. I mean I preach it everyday to anyone who's down or willing to listen. Life is beautiful... living is a gift!
But I want to bring the colour back. More than anything. It's ok to live in black and white for some people. Some even venture into shades of grey. But I've always loved colour. I don't want that to ever change.
I had a sense a few days ago... a feeling that seemed familiar and trusting. It made me relax and made me curious all over again.
I guess it's moments such as that, that I need to capture in order to get it together and start painting with a colourful palette once again.