Arts, Thoughts and Perceptions.

I see writing as a form of art. To me, art is a form of expression. A translation of emotions into eclectic different forms; paintings, photographs, poems, songs and dance. The medium to convey is endless. I find art to be the most beautiful when it's raw and genuine. As someone who has a creative side, I create art the best when I'm at the peak of my emotions. In order to translate the emotions, one has to be sensitive. One has to be willing to be vulnerable. That's where it's daunting.

I have so much respect and the the greatest admiration for people who are brave to share their vulnerable arts. Especially storytellers like authors and song writers who are willing to share their crumbling moments to the world. It requires a great amount of courage to allow foreign pairs of eyes into the space behind the wall.

Having said that, I realised I've written a lot about my down moments here and only a handful of my jubilant moments. I realised I rarely stop to stay still when I'm feeling ecstatic like I'm constantly feeling the adrenaline rush and my head is on cloud nine. Contrary to when I'm feeling blue, I take a moment to process my thoughts, untangle the knots and take the time to comprehend the foreign feelings and I find that the easiest way to express is in the form of writing poems.

As melancholy as it is, I do find rereading my writings to be quite amusing and funny. As I mentioned, I tend to document my gloomy thoughts more than my joyful moments, I can't help but to think "Dang, is she one emo gurl". It's always healthy to not always take yourself too seriously and laugh at yourself. Although all the thoughts I've written down here are real, I do realise the emotions relayed are always intensified as I usually write it when the feeling is the strongest. I always worry that the people around me might get worried of me when they read my blog. But if you know me personally, you'd know that I'm an easy going person and peculiarly whimsical. 

I can't help but to be amazed by how much control we have in curating our online image. For instance, just like on Instagram, our feed may give off a certain idea of what we are like; an idea of our personality. But at the end of the day, the idea is still their interpretation of our images that we share and it could be completely different from what we intended to convey. Interestingly, everyone has different perceptions of us just like we have specific perceptions of what each of the people we know are. In reality, "What is he/she like" is limited to what we've seen of them. Essentially, no one "really" knows anyone at all. This is not some kind of dark and depressing notion haha. I read it once on the interweb and it reminded me to not have predetermined ideas of people and to not meet people with the expectations that I've infered from their online presence and to get to know them as they are. In an era where you get to know someone's great grandmother and their darkest secrets even before meeting them thanks to social media, it's important to meet someone without predetermined perceptions and genuinely accept and appreciate their colours as they reveal it because at the end of the day, image is just a perception.