It is chasing the beloved , dancing naked at his feet with brushes in hand.
It is excavating the wild divine, or an archeological dig , covered in muck and old debris, searching for rare artifacts to bring into the light of day and then presented to the world, look at this marvelous shape! It is both anthropological and collective.
It is an impetus and a compulsion to reveal.
I feel this is why so many artists dance between genius and so called madness, or at least are willing to walk a fine line.
One thing both camps have in common though is this, that art-making pushes ones own edge, and pushes past constructs and bounds. And in that place humans can be sovereign. In art , humans can be true sovereign beings, whether plumbing depths or scaling heights, or allowing the freedom of a point of view which comes from an embodied act.
Its late! I have art to make tomorrow.