Creative Bug

So yesterday or just 5 hours ago I had the opportunity to enjoy the downtown LA art walk once again. Meeting new people as well as old, and enjoying a very productive day. With all the inspiration and conversations that was around me, thoughts began to swell. I honestly think that we are all artist it is just finding that artist in you. The little bugger is buried deep inside your chest, and once you think you have him he makes a mad dash for your brain. Once it is up there you can finally corner the little guy and put him to good use. But those that leave it may lose it forever if they are not careful. Because it is a mysterious one and will come and go as it pleases, even the best artist loses it, but find him hiding under the stomach somewhere in the back of your ass. This fellow is a tricky one, sometimes when you are feeling sad it cheers you up. When you are feeling mad it brings the ocean to calm your soul. Sometimes when you don't know why it left, it will hide and surprise you when you least expect. I can't explain it and I don't think that I will ever be able too, nor do I know why mine comes and goes. It is just something that you have to catch on your own, so let the hunt begin.