People who need to express themselves in some way, whether it be via painting, writing, taking photographs, film-making etc….. People who have things to say and need to say them. People who just have to send a little bit of themselves out there – like that many messages in lonely and fragile bottles flung in a crappy sea. People who cannot exist without tearing chunks of themselves out, because keeping all of it in would eventually suffocate them, eat them up like the fucking red leech sucks up the vile blue worm.
For me it’s writing, not always pleasurable – sometimes it’s fucking painful, like bleeding on a page – but it’s bleeding that’s also a necessary purging.
Writing is something that needs to be done. Sweat and blood might be involved in the creative process; it might not – what is produced might be worthless, or not. Who gives a fuck?
Creative people create.
Because they need to.
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