A Canvas to Imagination

I never thought I'd make a blog, but here I am. And it took me forever to think of a title. The perfectionist in me wanted it right. If this blog is going to be an honest affair, the title should be honest, too.
In trying to come up with a title, I found a lot of quotations that I LOVED. I may as well share them, since this is my blog, and if you don't want to read it, you can just go away. :D I'll be putting quotes in a lot, I have a feeling. *lurvs them*
Half of them are about art, and half of them are about poetry. Two of my great loves. :3

Lying in bed would be an altogether perfect and supreme experience if only one had a colored pencil long enough to draw on the ceiling.~Gilbert K. Chesterton

Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks.~Plutarch

A man paints with his brains and not with his hands.~Michelangelo

Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.~Carl Sandburg

Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.~Carl Sandburg 

An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world.~George Santayana 

Artists don't make objects. Artists make mythologies.~Anish Kapoor

Art, like morality, consists in drawing the line somewhere.~Gilbert K. Chesterton

Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.~Henry Ward Beecher 

Every production of an artist should be the expression of an adventure of his soul.~W. Somerset Maugham

Vision is the art of seeing what is invisible to others.~Jonathan Swift

and last, but not least, is the quote that partially (along with my sister's creativity) inspired the title of this blog:

This world is but a canvas to our imagination.~Henry David Thoreau

Imagination defines everything around us. The possibilities are only limited by the scope of options we perceive. (and by the laws of physics :P... otherwise I'd have been flying a LONG time ago). Unfortunately, we do live in the real world. I am a dreamer, but I consent to live in real life. I promise I’m not one of the crazies :P. But in this real life, I’d at least like to make a mark. I want to put myself out there and say “This is who I am. This is who God created me to be,” and marvel in the beauty of that. The expression of my soul’s adventures comes in many forms: art, language, music, prayer. But ultimately this life’s canvas (and what I say here) should point to God, because I have to draw the line somewhere. Without him, I would not exist.


I am not afraid to dream. I am not afraid to pursue things with passion. This is that chronicle.