existence is creation
introducing @wry.mood, my second creative project
I’ve been starting my mornings off by thumbing through a couple pages of The Creative Act by Rick Rubin.
The chapters are short but impactful. Each aphorism on creativity resonates deeply with me—like dandelion fluffs clinging to a knit sweater, these wisps latch themselves to my lived experiences, drawing forth realizations from within me.
One such insight is the growing belief that existence is creation.
We admire children for their creativity.
How quickly we forget that not long ago, we too loved to sculpt with Play-Doh, build pillow fortresses, invent new languages, and design maps for imaginary worlds. This free-flowing, uncompetitive self-expression was the elixir of our youth and the source of our happiness.
Yet, our adult minds convince us that creativity is reserved for the select few who have been blessed by the gods—those we crown creatives—writers, poets, musicians, photographers, designers. Artists with an inner calling that motivates, and an innate ability that facilitates. Creation.
But what we truly admire is not the beautiful works they produce.
While talent is most easily observed, we secretly envy their ability to protect and harness their childlike core. One’s true sense of self; the same essence we had to sacrifice in our pursuit of social homogeneity, a respectable major, and a stable job.
The busyness of adult life makes it difficult to maintain creative hobbies. But even those who haven’t written or drawn anything in years still create every day.
Because to be alive is to create an existence for yourself and others.
Every day we create a more nuanced perception of what we like and don’t like. We create conversations with friends, family, and strangers. Through these we create emotions and insights.
To care deeply about the existence we create—making sure that we are expressing our love to others, filling our spaces with the things we like, being honest with ourselves—is, I believe, the path to a fulfilled life.
As I thought more on this, I felt compelled to create a platform where I log and share more of the existence that I’m creating.
And so, I launched wry.mood.
As someone known for not using social media—due to its superficial nature—this might surprise those who know me well.
The key for me was reframing and accepting social media as performance.
On wry.mood I will share the highlights of my life—a curated showcase of the future I envision. The account serves as both a mood board and a vision board, each post a vote toward the existence I want to manifest.
wry.mood is my tool for reflection, inspiration, and creative growth.
I look forward to connecting with some of you there.
this is such an interesting way to reframe instagram. i feel like it would get a lot less haters if we were to look at as a curation and performative from the outset rather than a true to life documentation.
Love this!! There is so much beauty and creativity in just going through everyday life! Documenting the authenticity of it and sharing it is so hard but so important. Also the creative act is so goooood!!