This quote from the clip we saw from Pleasantville really resonated with me. The man at the dinner asks a simple question that has a lot of depth to it. Where was he going to see colors like those?
The question wasn't simply about the color. It was about inspiration. Where does one get there inspiration, their color? It resonated with me, as an artist trying to find out if I can really do something no one else can. What can one person contribute to a world as massive as ours? The challenge of creating something new, to bring color to black and white, is something different to everybody.
Yet, perhaps we ignore inspiration when it falls in front of us. After discussing Tragedy in literature and some introspection, I came to a conclusion. We too often crush our inspiration when it's an unpleasant message. We suffer a loss and we smother the feelings in another simple distraction. What if it's those very losses and struggles that we hide from are our best works waiting to be born?
"So meet me at the bottom, where we've got nowhere to go but up." These lyrics from a Stellar Kart hit on this for me, despite being slightly out of context in this sense. At the bottom, you can only go up. Maybe, just maybe, the tragedies and losses we suffer aren't to mar us but to be a healing, a learning opportunity. To show us that there is a way up when we hit the bottom.
Perhaps those colors lie at the bottom.
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