The Blank Canvas

21 Sep

masterpiece by 416styleNothing frightens me more than the blank canvas.

Pure freedom is terrifying.

It can be a paint canvas, an empty notebook, or a screen of white. 

In that moment, perfection.  Any thing I do, action I take, addition I make will break the perfection.  I will forever be chasing to recreate.

It’s easier to not start.  Leave the page blank.  Do not disturb.

But then, I do not own the blank canvas.  It’s not mine and never will be.

So I force myself to take the first step…

and the blank canvas is gone.