Creative Voyeurism

Creative Voyeurism: you can’t look but feel. There’s always something there, defined or undefined. Creativity is like Walt Whitman’s, The Mystic Trumpeter. Creativity brings on sensuous eyes, filled with pageantry, that often brings the voyeur visual charms, and those that can serenade that can your ears. Is creativity delivered by a séance trumpet? In the hidden corners of our minds, creative spiritualists use the palette of thoughts to embed emotions, feasting on colors and words. There’s no locked gate, because the imagination loves the playground, where everything that is real, becomes unreal, no awakened dream state dares to compete.

To see, to hear… Our senses are the channels that make us voyeuristic. We look at art, and we are often embrangled in fascinations with colors, shapes and in many cases the topic itself. We listen to Handel’s Messiah and become seduced by the passage called, The Trumpet Shall Sound. No ear can do it justice, but in a most alluring and charismatic fashion it becomes engaging to the senses, encouraging an audible rendition of voyeurism.

Creativity fills the imagination on a course that has no atmosphere. It peaks into our consciousness unabridged. It’s an apparition shining through the window of our eyes. Leaving its indelible, fanciful mark, which wants to be shared through any and all creative mediums. Your senses are outward bound, but they act as…