anticlimatic
January 26, 2010

How Art Leads to Self Control

There’s always been a certain disconnect between the things I do, and the things I know I should do. Consequence, while ever present and obvious, never seems to have any ability to slow my impulsive nature down…and most of the time my logical super-ego brain, which should be guiding my path, spends most if it’s time frantically trying to clean up after the impulsive side of my brain. The part of me that experiences things runs rampant at all times, while the part of me that observes things is forced to sit back and watch…sometimes in a panic. It’s impulse vs knowledge, and although the two coexist and contribute at all times, they never seem to find common ground…except in one very special place.

The only time my impulses and knowledge are allowed to communicate with one another is in the presence of Art. Though I should be a bit more specific. It can only occur in the presence of art that I enjoy and understand…just standing by any old random Picasso doesn’t cut it. Art, as I understand it, is the natural marriage of impulse and informed reality. It is of what is, and it is through artistic impulse that it is arranged. It is where the essence of intangible abstract beauty meets organized reality, and in it’s presence my mind is allowed to empathize with it’s form, and come to peace with itself. All of the pride, and guilt, and pain, and pleasure at last come together…and only then do I have absolute control over myself.

  

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Well said.

Well said.

Well said.

This is fascinating to me because your first paragraph reminds me SO much of my oldest son. I think I may ask him if there is anything that provides him that same space that you have. Maybe to help him achieve some self awareness of his situation.

This is fascinating to me because your first paragraph reminds me SO much of my oldest son. I think I may ask him if there is anything that provides him that same space that you have. Maybe to help him achieve some self awareness of his situation.

This is fascinating to me because your first paragraph reminds me SO much of my oldest son. I think I may ask him if there is anything that provides him that same space that you have. Maybe to help him achieve some self awareness of his situation.

I get it. I find myself in a pivotal moment where I could do the right thing or just go with how I feel, and I usually go with how I feel. It gets me into trouble a lot, but at least I don’t have any major regrets.

I get it. I find myself in a pivotal moment where I could do the right thing or just go with how I feel, and I usually go with how I feel. It gets me into trouble a lot, but at least I don’t have any major regrets.

I get it. I find myself in a pivotal moment where I could do the right thing or just go with how I feel, and I usually go with how I feel. It gets me into trouble a lot, but at least I don’t have any major regrets.

I do not know what that song was that was on your main page… you had 2 girls? I believe you had youtube, what name song…

I do not know what that song was that was on your main page… you had 2 girls? I believe you had youtube, what name song…

I do not know what that song was that was on your main page… you had 2 girls? I believe you had youtube, what name song…

Thank u, oh I was looking for song u had up when u had 2 girls and guy, while back, I love ur diary its better then it book it should be book u write so well. Anyways u had on front this man, these two girls or more bent down looking at him, this really awesome music

Thank u, oh I was looking for song u had up when u had 2 girls and guy, while back, I love ur diary its better then it book it should be book u write so well. Anyways u had on front this man, these two girls or more bent down looking at him, this really awesome music

Thank u, oh I was looking for song u had up when u had 2 girls and guy, while back, I love ur diary its better then it book it should be book u write so well. Anyways u had on front this man, these two girls or more bent down looking at him, this really awesome music

Thank you

Thank you

Thank you

I wonder what it would be like to hear you monologue. Or maybe just to hear your brain. There are few people whose minds I’ve love to tap into and just listen. I think you may be one of those, though.

I wonder what it would be like to hear you monologue. Or maybe just to hear your brain. There are few people whose minds I’ve love to tap into and just listen. I think you may be one of those, though.

I wonder what it would be like to hear you monologue. Or maybe just to hear your brain. There are few people whose minds I’ve love to tap into and just listen. I think you may be one of those, though.

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