I’ll state right up front that while I believe all art is a divine gift I do not believe in a literal Muse who is responsible for my (or your) art.
But sometimes, it certainly feels like what I create is coming, not from me but through me.
In those moments what arrives in my fingers is closer to the truths I feel than when I’m using my head, obviously and overtly making stuff up.
I once spent a week carefully crafting a complex 7-minute long Arabic trance instrumental. It’s all kinds of fun, and the Little One still loves to listen to it.
Most folks pay little or no attention to it. It has no real depth, no emotional tug.
On the other end of the spectrum is my song The Hillside which, once I realize what these three repeating chords meant, these dead simple chords anyone could play, the song flowed in minutes, all but one word which was supplied by Best Beloved.
Guess what is, hands down, my most popular song, the one everyone comments on, remembers, requests?
How ’bout you? Does your best art come from you or through you, from somewhere else?
Tomorrow: the brain science explanation for what’s really going on here.