True Creativity

I have met the true spirit of creativity. A few days ago I was travelling around in Sognefjorden, the longest fjord in Norway. That’s where I came across this true spirit of creativity in a very remote farm at the end of the road. There in the middle of an island in a stream that crosses through the farmland, a tiny creative sanctuary revealed itself. Everywhere I walked I bumped into small or large, strange and beautiful objects of human creation. A sculpture in wood depicting a little man bowing and offering a bowl of food to a giant mouse, a miniature water mill, small bridges crossing the stream here and there, a little hut made of rock and turfed roof that looked like it had been taken right out of Tolkien’s Shire, another wooden sculpture of two hands grabbing a boat – and then at the far end this quite lovely miniature replica of a traditional stave church. Only 28 are left in Norway today of these churches which were mostly built between the years 1150 to 1350. These medieval wooden churches are quite extraordinary with an elaborate wooden construction and often exquisite wood carvings depicting various animals, especially dragons on the many gables. The load-bearing posts (stafr in Old Norse, stav in Norwegian) have lent their name to the building technique.

But here on this island on a remote farm, where an old farmer had formed and carved out and built all these various sculptures, small buildings, constructions and creations, a gorgeous replica of the old stave churches was the centre of creativity. It was quite an astonishing experience to come across the construction almost hidden among the small forest on the island. There it stood – a miniature stave church – dark from tar and smelling of tar, roof above roof, as a spire growing into the woods. It was a true spiritual place and a revelation of true creative spirit.

The farmer who made this little sanctuary told me he could not let go of expressing all his creative whims and ideas. For him there was no purpose, but to get it out. He wanted to have fun and be creative with his hands. The farmer was retired and had left the responsibility of the farm to his oldest son. While the son took care of the farm, the old man built a new, big house for this son and his family. That was his work now at daytime, the farmer told me, and in his spare time he went down to the little island and used his hands and skills to form all the various pieces of art there – although he would never call it art himself. He laughed at himself and said he had no idea what he wanted with all this. It was just his way of expressing whatever came to mind, like he was standing in a creative well where there seemed to be no end to all kinds of crazy ideas. He said he wanted to fill the little island in the river completely with his art, except he would have to live 150 years to be able to actually accomplish it. It didn’t bother him, though. He would keep going as long as he had the stamina and energy to use his hands. For me just his shear determination and being so immersed into the creative process, was quite an eye-opener. He had no craving for fame or money or recognition, all he wanted was to stand out there on his little island and let his imagination take form into sculptures, creations, buildings and other objects of art. I am probably a little crazy he told me with a big smile.

I was taken aback by the fact that far out there in nowhere-land this farmer and artist kept doing what he had to, by proxy of inner determination and pure inspiration. It was indeed an inspiring meeting. What can I – and all of us – learn from the farmer? That true creativity comes from within. That there is no limit to it. It expresses itself in so many wonderful ways. If only we don’t let it down by secondary intentions like fame, wealth, recognition, acceptance and self-assertion; creativity will come to us by itself. Our job is to let it out, express it in any way we can. And never stop doing it, because creativity is its own reward.

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About Otto von Münchow

Photographer based in Norway
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16 Responses to True Creativity

  1. Pingback: Mistakes: The Departure Point for Creativity « Seymour Writes

  2. What a nice story!
    I actually have met lots of very creative people for whom expressing themselves creatively is a need rather than something they do for the fame. One of my friends publishes novels with books on demand without advertising them at all, so the chance of them getting bought is just very minimal. He just wants to write, that’s all and I think it’s great that he doesn’t care whether anyone sees it or not. True creativity has nothing to do with recognition. It is the need to put our imagination in a lasting form, a painting, a photograph, a sculpture or a book. A shame that so few people actually have the time to explore this form of creativity.

  3. munchow says:

    Thanks for your thoughts. I think you are very right. “True creativity has nothing to do with recognition” – how well and precisely expressed! It’s just so easy to get caught up in those kinds of thoughts and let them take control of your creative work. I see it in myself – almost daily. Like in this blog for instance, and this post “True Creativity” more specifically, when I saw that it received less viewers than usual. I started to think; what did I do wrong. But of course that’s the wrong question. It’s even irrelevant. I just need to keep doing what I believe in, and if readers of this blog don’t like it, so be it.

  4. Jack Fussell says:

    Great post about creativity. I find it amazing that the man created with no need for fame or wealth…and that he recognized that he had more to create than he would ever have time for. I love the image of a man dancing or even wrestling with his creativity….alone…very intimate. Truly inspiring!

  5. munchow says:

    Thanks Jack for stopping by my blog and thanks for the words. And, yes, I think it’s very inspiring to meet people who has this abundance of creativity within themselves, that not even a lifetime is enough to bring it all out.

  6. I think I would like that farmer very much. Beautifully written. The photograph itself is perfect.

  7. munchow says:

    Thanks for the nice words. The farmer was indeed a very likeable person, full of character and self confidence – without being cocky in any way

  8. niasunset says:

    This is so beautiful. I loved to read it. The photograph is so impressive. Thank you, with my love, nia

  9. you are a beautiful writter and incredibly inspiring, this was absolutely wonderful to read. thank you 🙂

  10. Blood-Ink-Diary says:

    Thanks for liking the jazz page on my blog! Through your visit, I have now discovered what a talented photographer you are! Amazing portfolio — keep up!

  11. whenquiet says:

    munchow, I have nominated you for a Versatile Blogger Award….http://www.whenquiet.wordpress..entered under January 2012……I searched back and researched over your entries….Man, you are gifted!!! Congratulations!!!!¨¨

  12. This farmer has so much passion and love for his Art and craft that it inspires anyone who comes across him. I can’t help but be moved when you said, “The farmer who made this little sanctuary told me he could not let go of expressing all his creative whims and ideas. For him there was no purpose, but to get it out. He wanted to have fun and be creative with his hands. ” This is a man who is not afraid to express his soul. Something that a lot of us could learn from. Until we let all out, we could never be totally free. Have a blessed day my friend….Thank you.

  13. I meant, until we let it all out…

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