Yoink Everything
Yoink Everything Where does your art come from? Does it come from the way the leaves rustle in the wind? How the rabbit races across the field? Does it come from a conversation you overheard on the train? Or the way droplets roll down your skin as you shower? Perhaps your art was once an interesting cloud shape, or it used to be a pattern in the stars you connected. The truth is, even if we bring it back to nature, you're observing the same things that homo Sapiens have been observing ever since other hominins have been walking the Earth, even if they have taken on a different form. Your creative lineage is so ancient, the original artist you're taking from may not even be a human. Your Art is Part of an Ancient Lineage You can trace the line of an artist to one who marked pigments on a cave. To someone telling stories in a series of grunts that is not quite yet a language. Someone banging on rocks in a structured manner that will one day become a beat. Every tool you use has ...
