When I was in Year 1 (about six years old), my teacher came over to my table. I desperately wanted to show her my work. It was a series of symmetric squiggles on a piece of A5 paper. I thought it was the best piece of art I'd ever done. The class went silent and she came over, took one look at it and tore it in two. She threw it onto my desk and carried on walking around.
For five more years, I never did another piece of art unless a teacher twisted my arm. Then in Year 7 (I was around 11) I had an equally nasty art teacher, who to this day I cannot think about without saying a prayer for her deliverance from her own ignorance. That was the second time a teacher had told me how terrible my art was, so I decided I would never do another piece of art ever again.
It was only until I had another teacher that my feelings for art changed. She encouraged me to explore different mediums, was always interested in my music and science and above all, she gave criticism that always made my work better. I decided then that I wouldn't let anyone stand in the way of my art.
As for all my poetry, I never understood why people desired to write, when they could find true answers through science. I was fourteen before I realised that the questions which truly meant something to me personally would never be able to be answered through science (on the contrary, science can only ever disprove someone else's claim). Poetry, whilst still never being able to answer fundamental questions about human life, can be like those friends: always here, and always saying the right thing at the right time.
All of this I feel is important for people to know for two reasons. 1) that you should never, under any circumstances, let people come between you and what you want to achieve in your life ( especially
those people who will only throw slander, without any means of improvement). And 2) don't ever tell someone else they can't do what they want, and always
help them if they ask for it.
All the deep, psychoanalytical stuff aside, I'm a music enthusiast, playing violin (and sort of piano) and dabbling in guitar, singing (choral- my voice doesn't blend with contemporary songs
...) bodhrans and recorders. I'm fascinated by musical, philosophical and quantum theories. I love reading books of all kinds and have a great love for Shakespeare. I also love listening to people's life stories.
I live in the middle of England, next to a beautiful lake and not too far away from most of my closest friends, so I know I always have people there to rely on, and a place for inspiration and clearing my head.
So, all in all, I'm hoping to become a drug researcher (cures for psychosis or neurodegenerative diseases), who spends his private life writing poetry and books, and playing and singing music. Hence, Rationalist-v-Artist
. If you've read all this about my life, then I think you have a similar interest in other people as I do. I don't find it creepy. Rather, I find it thrilling to know that there's someone like you out there who shares common ground with me. If you have any questions, academically or emotionally, send me a note. I'd love to help out.
Hey. Thanks for reading, and keep doing what you love. May peace be with you, and your faith guide you in life.