When writing about local artist Michelle East for a
newspaper article, I remembered how many times I broke through my writer’s
block with the help of art. It started with an art appreciation class that I
took at Memphis State University (now University of Memphis). I had never
studied much classical art--or modern art either, for that matter. A graduate
student taught the class which was geared towards non-art majors picking up
optional credits.
One week, I had two writing assignments due in other classes.
I also had to tour a local gallery and answer a few questions about certain pieces
of art selected by the professor. I tried to finish my writing assignments
first, not wanting to get behind in any classes in my major. I took paper and
pen to my quiet workspace and to the backyard. I tried writing in the library
and in the student center. No words appeared flowed at all.
I gave up and headed to the art gallery. I answered the required
questions in front of a colorful painting full of waterfalls and birds and
foliage and wildlife. My mind started dreaming up scenarios in which photographers
explored the area or conservationists preserved the scene. I wondered what sat
just out of view of the canvas.
I took out my paper and jotted down notes about adventurers
and writers and photographers. The ideas from this one painting seemed endless.
While in the gallery, I decided to write a few notes for my upcoming papers.
Ideas for those topics began to flow easily.
Later, when I attended Candler School of Theology at Emory
University to work on my M. Div., I rode the MARTA rails to the area of the High
Museum of Art, especially on afternoons when I could get in free. I worked on
my hardest papers in front of paintings, sculptures or photography. The art
opened my mind. It released the words again. Creativity inspired creativity. It
still works for me.
Be inspired by the works of others…
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