Passion Fuels Art

The first thing people ask when I tell them I’m an artist is inevitably, “What type of artist?”  My canned response is always, “A really good one.”  Just kidding.  My response almost invariably leads to a conversation about either mountain biking, snowboarding, or hiking with my dogs.  And I’ve come to realize that the reason for this is that what other people see as mere pastimes are passions to me.  And passion fuels creativity, which fuels what I do.  Sometimes a mellow walk in the woods frees up the tangled mess of ideas in my mind just long enough to produce a lucid thought onto which I can hold.  Other times, a lung searing, tunnel vision-inducing bike ride produces that same effect, but oddly in a more passive manner.  One is more meditative, the other a more hands off approach, but in both cases the outgrowth (hopefully) is a more productive me.

This piece is part of a series I’m doing for the Stowe Mountain Bike club’s monthly newsletter (happily doing this pro-bono for an awesome organization).  Although it focuses on a small part of the many literal and figurative moving parts involved in a mountain bike ride, the simplicity–hold on to the bars, squeeze the brakes–is what I really like about it.  Next month’s will follow suit in a similar manner.  Now quit reading this and go outside and play…

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