Dear friends,
I wanted share with you about some new things in my life and ask that you join me in this journey. (sorry if it’s abit wandery and grammatically crazy… it’s late!)
From a young age, I have known that I have possessed a special gift. I was born to be creative, and to explore what it means to create as our Creator has created. Through my experiences in Sierra Leone, Atlanta, growing up with classes at the Richmond art center, in community colleges, and in the dark room of Castro Valley High School I have been shaped to build, break, open, and explore this sense of creating and growing as a person. In skill, and hope, I have grown through all of my experiences. As a child I wondered, as a youth I tried, as a teen I wasn’t given much, as a college student I explored, and as an adult I began to become serious about my true calling. I have grown so much in my understanding of myself, of beauty, truth, and my calling. I have struggled, cried, lamented, worked, failed and shined through this long process. My identity grows, breaks, brakes, refreshes, restarts and becomes more and defined.
I am an artist. There are the typical trappings of who I am, which people see as someone who is different, in appearance and perspective. A person who lives and sees life differently than others. Someone who is somewhat obsessive, judgmental, above the system, but full of longing. These things are true, but not all of who I am. I am also exactly who you are. Full of longing. Full of hope. Struck by despair. Able to love, but unable to know the full extent of that action. I have questions and more questions. I face them and they hurt. I let them go and they haunt me. Sometimes they are answered and I reflect such hope and joy from these acknowledgements of who I am meant to be. I am meant to create and to grow.
Creative growth is this sense, that I am growing in my own sense of what it means to be creative. I am growing in my skill, in my ability to craft, draft, draw, and design. All of the processes, from 1 point perspective to the third dimension are all things that I have labored over. I know the proportions of the human body and I have trained my mind and hand to follow the rules, but I still struggle to depict a rendition from what I see, to what I sense in my mind, to process the proportions, and to place that onto paper. I am constantly growing in my abilities to express these things with skill. Creative Growth is also this sense, that I am growing as a creative person in my sense of the world, of my spirit, and how it helps me to know, love, and respect other people. Part of my growth is seeing that other people grow in their vocation as creative, created people. I believe that we all have an innate sense of this creativity within us, an it is my calling to be part of this growth with and for other people. When I teach, this calling is fulfilled. When I shoot photographs with others, this calling becomes fulfilled. The teaching helps others grow, and in the end, it helps me to connect with this greater movement of knowing who are and how we are all connected.
Tomorrow, I will be heading to New York City with Steph, to attend a conference called Encounter, put on by the International Arts Movement. http://iamencounter.com/ It is a conference, for artists, to meet, learn and hopefully to become in touch with who they are. My hope is that I would find new questions and answers to my continuing journey as an artist. My life has been different since Kristin and I stopped dating. In this time of deep longing and emotional pain, I have struggled with myself. It has been hard, but it has been equally good. There have been radical shifts in many aspects of my life, and for that I am grateful. One is a return to faith. Through the pain of loss, I feel again and with that feeling has come a sense of God’s love for me. Deep. Caring. Hopeful. And with a renewed faith has come the ability to sing again. It has opened up a freedom that was so hard to figure out. I am grateful for the breakthrough of my heart. Another is the redemption of my creative and artistic longings. I had a deep moment where I believe the Holy Spirit revealed to me that I have already become what I have always longed to be. An artist, validated by my work, the process of exploration, and all of the different moments that I have been guided to this realization. I realized, at that moment, that I have nothing to prove. I have nothing to prove to myself, to others, or the art world. The process, I have realized has brought me to this place of realization, validation and hope. Please ask me about this moment and the ways that God has spoken to me, for I am grateful to testify of His goodness towards me.
The bigger picture and question, I feel, is: where do I go from here. There were moments, in my sincere pursuit to be great, that I began to become engulfed in the results, veering far from the goodness of the process. I have questions about how it looks from here, and I am hoping that this trip will be a time to reconnect with who I am, and that God would speck to me in a special way about my calling and how He wants to walk forward with me in it. So would you please pray for and with me, that God would speak to me through the different performances, speakers and moments with other people? Would you please ask me about the trip and spend time to dream about how we can all experience creative growth together.
Bless you.
Shine Bright.
Still, the light grows…
love,
-benjamin