One of the friends I have recently added to my list writes poetry, and of course, it has to be love poems. I have nothing against love, hell, I'm in love myself. Have been for almost 3 years now (not counting the idiots I used to love before that). The idea is that when you write anything about love; poem, song, short-story... you fall into the trap of writing things you've heard a million times before. The whole thing becomes artificial and mechanic. Poets don't often write about love. Contemporary poets write about fleeting feelings, about day to day occurences. Poets write about the ordinary and the monotone. The idea behing writing about these things, which we regularly take for granted, is to find your true writing style and your true methods of articulating self-expression.
The same goes for art. The periods of the classical (5th century ancient greece), and of Romanticism (late 18th century european) both incorporated love and luxury and a sense of the fantastic into their work. The word I was looking for is the ideal! Anyway, that's fine and dandy but the further along art history goes, the more people focus on what happens for real, in their own lives. The focus turns into your own perspective of real events, of real occurences. That's what contemporary artists work on now.
I guess love in writing and art is good to start, but when you find yourself needing to be challenged, try writing about breakfast or laundry day. Anything! You'll see some serious results, although it could take more practice.
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