I wonder ay beauty.

I wonder what a thought or experience means

I wonder if I am capable of making the idea I have into a reality.

Wonder in combination with action is how art happens. I can achieve wonder as a consumer of art. The internalized wonder will change me.

A little.

It’s the action, though—the trying—that births the art. And changes who I am. I want the change, I want to experience new ideas and new thoughts. I reach for it. I would say The Algorithm is pitched to provide interesting but not too challenging packages of thoughts to as much of the human race as possible. I pursue it.

An it’s not enough. I want to get my hands in it and make my own. That means stepping off the conveyor belt of bite sized mind snacks. I am hungry for more than a snack. Can I make something satisfying?

Can I make anything worthwhile? I’ve got this idea. When I start putting into some form—

Words?

Music?

Pictures?

How big is my idea? Maybe it’s too big for me.

The art of creation or creation of art causes a ripple, a current that pulls the artist into realization

Realization of the art

Realization that the art will not match the vision. My idea is far greater than what I can create. I push myself to do a better job. To get better at what what it’s going to take to make this art that haunts me.

I want to be better.

Creating art gives me a place to begin on being a more skilled, disciplined, compassion and wiser person.

I want it, and it is hard. People say, “don’t be so hard on yourself!”

It sounds like compassion, and sometimes it is.

I might need the rest so I can keep going. If I don’t give up there’s still a chance.