Art is a lie

Met up with a friend yesterday and had a very interesting conversation about the correlation between creativity/creative process and destruction/despair.He is also is a creative person and dabbles in film making,photography,writing and art amongst other things.I have to add, that meeting him yesterday was like a breath of fresh air,I had only met him once before in Goa about two years ago for only a couple of minutes ,but we stayed in touch through various social media platforms.It's so nice to met someone who isn't wearing a mask,is totally honest,full of optimism and willing to share so much of himself and his experiences with someone he barely knows.[i guess I don't were masks either so conversation flowed effortlessly]

A couple of drinks down and conversation as always, took a turn for the more personal, where we were both discussing about how break ups have this overwhelming ability to elicit extreme emotions,in his case it would have such a crippling impact that he wouldn't be able to work at that moment of time[not always] and ironically for me it was a more of a cathartic release of sorts.The creative process however, was tear stained and painful,but the resultant art that came out of those moments of vulnerability,would almost be like telling a lie to anyone who saw them without knowing what I was going through.I wouldn't want to take back or regret having felt so intensely at that moment in time, but we were both wondering about creating art but at what price?As creative artists or beings do have have to hit rock bottom,break even, to then be able to rise from the ashes and create art and if so would our lives just be a scattering of emotional turmoil for eternity?

"We all know Art is not the truth,

Art is a lie that makes us realise the truth."

                                                     - Pablo Picasso

Charles Bukowski in his blatantly honest,cut and dry style has this to say.