i have been thinking a lot about inspiration. the feeling i get from a beautiful image, reading a book, or listening to music. my mind starts tingling because the word combinations of a travel essay are exquisite, a song transports me to another time and place, a photo of a little row boat docked in an ancient stony port feels liberating. then there are the many, many online outlets; pinterest, instagram, twitter, google reader, blog after blog after blog. endless ideas. endless inspiration.
overload.
our minds aren't meant to be captive audiences. what is happening to our own inspiration and creativity? i came across this article (online naturally) with brian eno that really confirms what in my own mind i struggle with. the balance between having our brains online and the beauty of taking them offline to let all of the images, sounds, feelings alight in a new way. in those quiet moments, something beautiful can rise to the surface. i'm going to try it.
image: lissy elle {check out her amazing flickr}