Humans are considered to be very intelligent. They are intelligent and can think. Think to solve problems and invent new things. But it is still fascinating how we come up with so many ideas and solutions. There are different inventions, books, songs and ideas out there. Each one being a brainchild of a person. An individual coming up with the idea. The inspiration for these ideas coming from a variety of things. It could be a question, a problem, the surroundings, nature, a person's life, an interest in a particular field or just a random non living thing. It comes so suddenly. You are just thinking something, and suddenly you think of something and voila!, it is beginning of your artwork.
Whenever I read books, or watch movies, or just use another amazing invention, it amazes me and I always wonder, how did that person come up with it. I mean, such a new subject, a new idea, a new concept, like never before. Books with unique plots that you can't predict, set up in a world so different from ours. The best example would be the Harry Potter series. Those seven amazing books take us to another world, a fantasy. All of it came from a single author's brain. I mean, how amazing is that. A person singlehandedly created an entirely different world. Her inspiration came from a thought. Then there are amazing songs which bring you happiness, console you, comfort you and whatnot.They are the work of artists. They just painted a blank canvas, filled it up with their mind. Most importantly, all these amazing inventions we have, that have made our lives easier. People just take inspirationfrom something, observe it and then come up with amazing things.
We take inspiration from all sorts of things. I have heard how people just look at a picture and come up with a song, or just take a situation or memory and write a poem based on that. We think so differently and uniquely that all our ideas are different. Not matter how similar they seem. They are always different.
Recently, I figured something regarding this too. I'll be sitting there and suddenly I get so many things to write about. All of a sudden. I'll get ideas about how to write them and what all to include. The whole thing becomes a picture in mind before I even write. At such times, it is just so easy to fill up the pages. Then there are the other moments where I don't get any ideas at all. I think for hours and hours, with no clue at all. I feel like I have writer's block, though I am not one. Thinking back, I find myself surprising because of this.