Art, I have been told is forged by fire.

I couldn’t  quite grasp that metaphor.

When I write or when I learned a piece of music on my guitar, fire was not the word I would use to describe my experience.

I’ll look up from my work with the feeling that someone is watching me- just to my left and over my shoulder, close enough to say something into my ear.

In fact, I think it is saying something that I can almost hear.

That feeling is ALWAYS there.

When I am really in tune with the process, the more powerful the feeling.

To me art is not forged in fire.

It’s forged by a whisper.

Photo: A.M. Moscoso

Daily Prompt: Craft