Making Space
The art of relinquishing control over outcomes is a learned skill that only life through its pain and beauty teaches us, in a profound way, one that I grapple with incessantly, often on a daily basis. It demands a trust in the process, in the intricate dance of fate and effort, where the culmination of our endeavors may not always align with our expectations. This trust, this surrender, is akin to the currency of wisdom, earned through the pain of time and the beauty of introspection, never to be acquired through mere transaction or deception. True resignation, true acceptance, often bears the weight of finality, of an ending. It requires us to bid farewell to our cherished visions, aspirations, and illusions, laying them to rest in the graveyard of our unfulfilled desires. Yet, paradoxically, it is within this act of surrender that we find liberation, a shedding of the heavy armor of expectation that binds us. I've come to term this process as “the process of making space," for in the absence of our preconceived notions and self-imposed limitations, a vast expanse of possibility unfolds before us. It is in this space that we discover the beauty and pain of existence in equal measure, where the tapestry of life weaves its intricate patterns with threads of joy and sorrow, success and failure, love and loss.
To truly embrace this concept of making space is to embark on a journey of mourning and rebirth. We mourn the loss of our illusions, our attachments, our false sense of control, allowing ourselves to grieve for what could have been. Yet, it is through this mourning that we open ourselves to the possibility of renewal, of transformation, of a rebirth into a new way of being sometimes, whether we want to or not. We are not in control of anything.
As I reflect, I am reminded of the parallels between the art of surrendering in life and the process of creation in my artistic endeavors. Just as I must learn to let go of my preconceived notions and expectations in life, so too must I learn to surrender to the creative process, allowing the artwork to take on a life of its own, independent of my desires but guided by my beauty and pain.
In this way, my upcoming art show becomes not just a showcase of my creative output, but a testament to the beautiful pain of making space. Each piece on display is a reflection of the journey of surrender, of embracing the unknown, of allowing the art to speak for itself. And so, as I prepare to unveil my work to the world, I do so with a newfound sense of humility and acceptance, knowing that true beauty lies not in the fulfillment of our expectations, but in the space we make.
