Over the weekend we were under a tropical storm watch… but Hurricane Hannah was hitting really close to home. An hour and a half away Corpus was being hit hard and the places below Corpus were getting hit even harder. I had flashbacks to Harvey. I really don’t like storms. They make me anxious. It’s partially the unknown and partially my respect for nature. She can be a fucking vindictive bitch when the time calls for it. And quite honestly debts are being called in. We’ve totally put aside the old ways of working with the planet, with mother nature. We are using her for everything she has right now. She has nothing left to give and she’s pissed. And she rears her head in random unexpected ways. I feel her anger and her wrath. And these hurricanes? They are part of it.
At any rate. Saturday I was all nerves and couldn’t focus on any of my other projects no matter how hard I tried. Enter Teresa Leith. A beautiful lady that is a part of one of the Facebooks group I’m in. She was working on a logo for her photography business. And out of nowhere came this image and I had to draw it out. So I worked on it over the course of the afternoon and it all came together in such a beautiful way. I messaged her and let her know what I had done and she loved it.
Art really does save man. Sometimes we need to learn to channel that excess worry and anxiety in a positive way. This life isn’t easy. I fully believe that’s just how this existence was made. This place is a place of trial and error and learning and growth. Growth is not easy. We are lost as a whole and the current times with fear of sickness and the political unrest amplifies that. Add in the uncertainty of living in a coastal town during hurricane season and life can be too much. So how do you ground yourself? How do you center yourself? How do you bring yourself out of that chaos back into a place where you can see clearly? For me? It’s through art. It’s through creating. It’s about getting into that mental place where things flow from the tips of your fingers onto a page, where you take the ugly and make it beautiful, and suddenly the outside world isn’t quite as bad any more. By the time I finished the piece the threat had completely subsided and the anxiety of the uncertain was completely gone. And I had a tiny piece of beauty I could be proud of.