Creativity and nature as the yin and yang of life forces


Creative genius is constantly getting to know the elements of the universe. Every slice of an onion, every attempt to use garam masala in the hopes of understanding its flavor, every repetition, making pie dough over and over, and every risk to connect something, outwardly, manifest a new experience vulnerable to the perception of others. Mandalas swallowed by sightless wind.

I crave a rationale for this madness I’ve been witness to. Not to my knowledge has there ever existed such an egotistical, slow, obnoxious species as Homo sapiens. We are the essence of everything domestic. We are like aliens learning little lessons about the newly discovered world and we continuously make mistakes and choose to act irresponsibly because we can’t possibly just trust the fluidity of nature. We live for such drama and we take it out on nature the way a person who’d lost all of their faith in ‘God’ would. As it were, all but sightless wind.

Suddenly flush with tax return money, I found myself buying magazines for a long anticipated bath after a long work week. Cover stories sell: The Origins of Creativity, by Heather Pringle, caught my attention as a chocolate truffle would in my dire craving. When did this egotism begin? What is the rationale for this steady practice and exploration of flavors? I seek to express my visions through the utterly ephemeral medium of food; prepared with the care one would pour designs in sand with and dispersed most readily through countless alimentary canals. My ego at the center. Nestled with compassion, intuition, and responsibility. Sometimes, I feel just like Prince in my kitchen. Art is experience

Liane Gabora, a cognitive scientist at the University of British Columbia says that the ability for a thought to freely associate with another is the result of tens of thousands of years of evolutionary development. our minds process everything in life by shifting from our analytical (which is the default setting) to associative thought and back again. Creativity, the interpretive tool of the human experience is entirely symbolic of ego; it is all we have.

As I began listening to a narration of the Omnivore’s Dilemma by Michael Pollan, I was struck by how he posed the theme of the book: What are we going to eat for dinne? It is a daily dilemma and deciding upon it is inextricably tied to industry, the greatest expression of our human-centric, egotistical existience. Collectively, we are an artist and we live a purely aesthetic life, and all we do is produce images that, once reaching a point of completion, is as ephemeral and obsolete in meaning than what is to come after unobedient wind spills that image into fragments.


Are we anything but creative? it seems that if our perception of sustaining life were entirely natural (meaning, of the alien planet we are on), we would scratch and peck, like chickens, all day. But, instead, we perceive art. We build meals, and buy things. Buying is an act of innovatively specifying that one version of an idea is [better] over another. This illustrates what Christopher Henshilwood pointed out: that humans are not limited when it comes to creating nuanced solutions to problems (in all meanings of the word).


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