STUDIO UPDATE - #2: Miles the Mouse
There are many seasons in life in which you learn different lessons. This is my first winter spent in Michigan in almost 3 years (although most are not calling it winter… no snow means no winter I guess?) It’s a change of pace to have to wear a coat every day, but I’ve been enjoying it. As a creative, my surroundings oftentimes dictate what my art becomes. Over the last 4 months I’ve had the honor of being surrounded by 3 of the best housemates a human can ask for. I feel as though my creativity ups ten fold each time I have a conversation with one of them. When an artist enters into creating mode, it’s important to surround yourself with those will better your art. They don’t necessarily have to be other artists, just those you can learn from. And I’ve learned my most important lessons from those who I have nothing in common with.
Anyways, about the picture: that’s vincenzo, one of my housemates. Yesterday he came home with a deceased field mouse he had found outside of his work. This morning we gave Miles the Field Mouse a permanent home in our back yard. Elliot Smith played and Miles was placed gently into his shallow grave.
Death makes me feel uneasy. I’ve been writing about it a lot lately - What will it be like? Who will surround me when I go? Will I be like Miles, surrounded by strangers? Or will I have invested enough in others to be surrounded by those who make an impact on me? Will I be remembered? If so, what for? and on more positive ends - what good comes from death? what can we learn from those who have passed? how can death become a motive for good in the way i perceive and react to living? i know these questions have been asked for centuries, but it’s good to remember them.
I feel it’s important to think of the things that makes us feel uncomfortable. I find it’s when you’re uncomfortable that you become the most honest with yourself.
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RIP Miles the Mouse: You’ve brought me many much needed thoughts.
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Hope you all are well and thriving, old friends.
-Jax
(Source: flnteastwood)