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Why do I create? Because I’m compelled to. The unrelenting urge has been with me as far back as I can remember. My earliest creative memory dates back to early grade school age when I stayed up late at night making up songs in bed. I was one of those people who decided very early in life that they couldn’t draw so my creative urge was channeled through songs and music. I have notebooks filled with a couple hundred songs written during my middle school and high school years.
I started shifting towards visual art on the day I got my first Macintosh. But it’s only been maybe five years since images and video have eclipsed lyrics and music. Since then, blogging and social networking have turned a predilection towards creativity into a full blow compulsion. And truth is, it’s hard for me to separate the drive to create from the craving to publish. In some ways, the urgency to post something every day has gotten in the way of creating works that require more than a few hours to be completed. That seems pretty fucked up now that I’ve put it in writing. The Muse is a harsh mistress.