The Real Starving Artists

There's a trope about the starving artist -- someone who works as an artist but doesn't make any money.

We all know this image, maybe we've even known a few.

But they aren't the real starving artists. Those are the people who are so afraid of their own creativity that they never feed their urge to make art.

I'm not talking about someone who is aspiring to do this professionally (though it could apply to them too), but the countless people in this world who won't dare doodle, learn to play a song, or write down that funny limerick in their head.

When we starve our creativity, we kill the thing that makes us the unique human we are.

We've all got an inner artist. All your bones are creative. If we want to get literal about it, your bones recreate themselves about every decade.

So if it's been 10 years since you've made something, like a birthday card, a recipe from scratch, a garden bed all your own, get yourself to the drawing board of your choice and refill your creative well.

The world is full of lots of problems, and the only way to solve problems is with creativity, so don't tell me that filling your home with your own original art or singing songs to yourself is pointless.

I'd argue that it is the point.