Sometimes I worry that by using a broad swath of creative tools for self-expression, I'm spreading myself thin. I've been faced with the notion that a Jack of All Trades is truly a master of none. ...I've accepted that fact, and have decided to continue my trajectory. Here's why.
I've been a student of language for a long time. Growing up in San Diego, I heard plenty of Spanish as well as English, but as my Grandfather is Swedish, I heard that as well. It always baffled me that humans didn't just speak one single language. I studied Spanish, French, Swedish, and finally, Mandarin Chinese. As I grew older, it eventually dawned on me that even two people speaking English can be communicating in entirely different languages. Almost each individual person on this planet has their own language. Their own meanings that they attach to words, concepts. A sort of proprietary, subjective lens of interpretation and communication.
As an Anthropology student at Humboldt State University, I spent a lot of my time analyzing the art of different cultures, and the deeper meaning behind words. This has inspired me to make movies, write essays, create and enjoy all sorts of works of art including photographs, paintings, drawings, and sculpture in radically different ways. The scope of it all does rob me of the razor-sharp clarity of a singular perspective, and yet... I cannot abandon it.
Were I to limit myself to writing only, or photography, or music, or film-making, I would lose words from my vocabulary. Clearly, my focus is unclear, constantly shifting... but that which is murky can be as illuminating and important in the overall experience as that which is rendered in perfect clarity.
In truth, so very few people ever achieve true mastery of whichever form of art they decide to dedicate their life to, that I am willing to accept the notion that I may never master any of those that I practice, whether they were my singular focus or part of a broad lexicon of creative vernacular. I can accept that I may never find the way to perfectly express myself and reach another person via written language, visual metaphor, or filmic glory, but I cannot accept the idea that I can no longer try to with all of them.
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