I’ll be the first one to admit that I am a walking contradiction, but i’m okay with it. I’m just like everyone else trying to figure my way around in this great paradox we call life.
I get so many comments and messages about how perfect I am, and it makes me wonder how many people are thinking that, and what impact that is having on people, my community and society.
On one hand i’m thrilled to make art that inspires me and other people to strive for the best version of ourselves, art that allows both me and the viewer to fantasize, dream, and take a break from the harsh realities of life we all deal with on a daily. On the other hand I hate to think that this is contributing to the unrealistic standard that media and society place on women to look a certain way in order to be relevant or valuable.
I don’t believe there needs to be a solution or a right answer regarding this. What I feel is a responsibility to speak out about it, to have an open diaologue about what it means to be human.
If that wasn’t’ enough of a contradiction. I ask to be seen as a whole human, a multi-dimensional, ever expanding person that is not limited to my image, yet, it is my image that is at the forefront of everything I do, it’s how i make my living, and it’s what has gotten me a large community to share with.
They say true intelligence is being able to hold two opposing ideas at once. I find this to be particularly true when it comes to being alive. On one hand we are eating, shitting humans covered in flaws, and on the other, we are holly, spiritual beings that can literally manifest miracles into being.
All of this makes me think there is no ultimate answer, nothing we’re supposed to be, no level we need to achieve, and certainly that we will never get it all perfect. The not knowing keeps us going, the imperfections keep us striving, our failure and our scars keeps us connecting.
What more could we want from life than to know that being human gives us everything we need to be able to give ourselves to those around us?
Today I just wanted to remind myself that no one has it all figured out, no one is perfect, no one has all the answers, we are all just trying to put our best foot forward in order to be loved, and feel connected. There is no arriving, theres only the process of creativity. It’s a messy winding road, that we try to clean up and straighten out, but at the end of the day what makes us most beautiful is admitting that we are human.
If you think that me or anyone else is perfect, and it makes you measure your life based on that standard. Think again. Look deeper.