“It comes to me, so silent in the night. So stealthy, so animal quiet.” I often hum some parts of The Rolling Stones song, named “Emotional Rescue.”
The fact is that my passion for photography, and the widely defined artistic activity is being reinforced during my sleep. Often, after waking up, I want to write down some thoughts that are suddenly appearing in my mind. It does not always happen, but since I am regularly managing this blog, it happened most of the time. The desire to create new things, to photograph, to write, to become, in the long term, a part of the history of art, is the feeling that I hope it will be last until the end of my life. Is creating a work of art, formulating new ideas, imagining new sets of pictures, or designing a subsequent edition of “Diaries,” sort of an emotional rescue for me?
Yes, it is. Without a doubt, creating new things is an emotional rescue for me, in the same way as it was for The Rolling Stones band.
Creating art could be mental therapy for people. I think that most humans do not believe in themselves that they also can create new things. The fundamental issue regarding creating art and the fact that this activity can be an emotional rescue is to evoke feelings in the audience’s soul and imagination. Those feelings do not have to be necessarily positive ones. They can be sad. By creating new things, and by conquering your negative emotions, you can receive your intimate emotional rescue. I believe that leading a stable life with my beloved Kamilka, possessing a loving family, and having a desire to create new things daily, is a recipe for leading a happy life. Was alcohol the emotional rescue for The Rolling Stones? Perhaps. Still, I do not doubt that it was the music that provided them with tonnes of thrilling moments.
