I am an artist, and I feel like my relationship with art has always been the most reliably relevant relationship of my life. I have suffered unimaginable betrayal at the hands of people, yet I continue to love them anyway. Art inspires me, and inspiration leads to awareness of love everywhere.
I really like your post I have a first in fine and applied arts, not sure I have done much with it - seriously enjoyed my course and it made me very happy, and i am always fiddling with all kinds of projects - I don't love people who betray me, mainly because I think I don't need it in my life as I can do my own things - garden, build willow structures, have fun with people I trust etc. I think I probably only need a few people in my life whom I can love and be loved by. I had a hard time as a child in an abusive family and since then don't let anyone in who could disrupt my equilibrium.
I totally agree with you! My childhood was totally dysfunctional, and art was my refuge. My relationship with art is probably the most enduring and satisfying relationship of my life thus far. It’s nice to meet someone who gets it.