Talent

talent“Everybody is talented because everybody who is human has something to express.” Brenda Ueland

First, I’d like to say that I don’t believe in talent as an innate ability to do something. Whether we’re talking about art, sports, or anything else. Talent is  skill acquired over a certain period of time, and a certain individual’s talent depends on a lot of factors, both internal and external.

Also, art is about perception, and, over time, the way people understand, analyze, and derive pleasure from a work of art changes. The way they interpret the world around them, and thus art, changes as well. Simply put, art is subjective.

There’s a lot of pressure on artists to develop a vision, a style; for their works of art to deliver a certain message. And artists feel that they need to live extraordinary lives in order to create extraordinary works of art. It’s not true. The thing is, art has a lot more to do with your vision of the world then it has to do with what world you’re trying to describe.

It’s more about how than it is about what.

That being said, I believe that every individual is capable of creating a wonderful piece of art… given enough practice, time, determination, and, possibly, luck. But they also need to open up, to let themselves go, to stop worrying whether or not people are going to like it… they simply need to make art.

Good or bad, immoral or not, bloody, archaic, stupid… don’t label what you’re doing, don’t limit your vision.

Our freedom is always limited by what we believe is the perception others have about us. And artists have to escape this fate. They have to forget about others, about consequences, about sales, about critics, about everything. It’s just you and your computer/typewriter/canvas/sheet of paper. It’s just you and your vision…

Art is not about creating one’s vision… it’s about finding it; about rummaging through your brain for the right memories, those memories and thoughts you care deeply about. Your voice is unique, because you’re unique. No one else has lived, thought, or felt the way you did. No one ever will.

And in this simple concept lies the beauty of art itself: maybe we do say the same things, over and over again, but we’re saying them in different ways every single time.

Talent derives from this, from this single determination to say what you want to say, how you want to say it, how you feel like saying it, without bothering to care what others will understand from it. Talent is the ability to express what only you can express, in such a way that it makes us see things we’ve never see before, because only you’ve seen them… or maybe we’ve all seen them, but only you became aware of them…

If you want to find something worth writing for, worth painting, worth putting into a song… stop and stare around you. Rummage through your brain for all the memories you wish you had forgotten. What keeps you up at nights? What makes you feel alive? What’s killing you? What’s giving you wings and what’s setting those wings on fire? What makes you feel vulnerable? What makes you strong?

What makes you you?

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11 thoughts on “Talent

  1. Love this. I have once stumbled upon the fact some years ago that we all say the same things but in a different way. It is a deep yearning for that something we know yet do not know fully.

  2. Perfect post, and I also like was Verna had said. it’s true, we say the same thing, but from a different perspective. That same thing we’re saying is colored by a where we come from, our attitudes, interests, education, even our physical abilities and preconceived notions.
    This was very daunting when I was a Law Enforcement Officer. I could be investigating an incident, and while everyone was agreeing on certain things, they might have locked onto different parts of the incident. I investigated a homicide once, and one of my witnesses was a photographer. She saw what happened, but also dwelled on how the light gleamed on the pistol, and the blood sparkled in the lights (the jury ate up her testimony because of the detail she saw). Another, a sportsman into weapons, concentrated a lot on the pistol used, and could describe it to me in detail, but didn’t pay much attention to what the shooter was wearing. One guy, a sight impaired individual couldn’t describe what he saw beyond a few blurs, but could tell me the conversation before the event, and the sound the slide made on the pistol as the shooter loaded it.
    There’s a lot of things that color our perceptions, and I think that’s why some people try to shape us to theirs. They get uncomfortable with anything outside their own little view of the world

  3. If you want to find something worth writing for, worth painting, worth putting into a song… stop and stare around you. Rummage through your brain for all the memories you wish you had forgotten. What keeps you up at nights? What makes you feel alive? What’s killing you? What’s giving you wings and what’s setting those wings on fire? What makes you feel vulnerable? What makes you strong?

    This sums it all up beautifully in one neat paragraph.

    Excellent write up.

    I turn from my left to my right, l look back into the yesterdays of my youth, when l travelled, what inspired me to put my first pen to paper and write ..

    What makes you, you? Tat’s the ultimate question, and one which makes me ask of you, what inspires you – truly to create?

    Would you care to participate in the series on my other blog?

    https://aguycalledbloke.wordpress.com/2017/12/29/truly-inspired-series/

    I can understand if you are busy and do not have the time, but if you are able to find the time to answer these questions – please drop me an email at aguycalledbloke63@gmail.com and l will email you the questionnaire.

    Rory

  4. Everyone has this ability to do something that is their thing. Now, whether you pursue is up to you. But I believe we all have something that resonates inside of us. So many are afraid to pursue, but talented people who want it the most pursue.

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