The word creativity has become a buzz word in our society. Anything new and slightly left of centre is tagged as creative. But if you go and ask a random person on the street what it means, you'll hear a pause and see them grapple to describe it without using the word itself to explain. If you go to an art student you'll get a less muddled answer but it will leave you wanting. And if you pursue it further, you can ask a Professor/Lecturer of a creative discipline. You'll get some long winded anwser that probably is referenced from a philosopher. So that's three people with completely different answers to a simple question, "define creativity". The technical definition is freely available just about everywhere. Your own definition, however is much harder to come by.
In my class there are so many people whose creativity translates so much better than mine does. Like the drawers, the writers, the designers, the organisers, the people with a eye for style... and so much more. Don't get me wrong though, I'm adaquit in these feilds but I don't shine and that's what I want more than anything. For someone to look at my work and be like "Wow".
I push and push and push myself and then someone comes along with something ten times better than what I've done. And it drains me. It drains me so much that I have nothing left. Now that's how I view creativity. A force of nature that leaves me empty. And this is my second element.
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