I have yet to explore the big five, so I can not say too much about that theory. However, I think it's actually true and resonates with me, but I think this explanaition is a bit vague. I'd rather say (with me especially) there's this combination of interest, not only on an intellectual but also emotional level, to reflect on the life experiences I make, which lately has caused me more often to explore the topic of interest more in a scientific than emotional way. But then there's also the factor of wanting to create something with whatever interesting point you've found. Without the later part, there would be no art happening. There are enough people who love to explore and understand things on a deeper level, but not all of them use what they found to create art. There must be some kind of drive in you, I would guess an emotional one?, to wanna do something with your wisdom in a playful way. Taking a look at why almost anything in life seems to make me creative, I have realized because I naturally love to reflect on life experiences. A lot of stuff interests me and I want to gain deeper understanding of it. Sometimes I have personal reasons why certain topics interest me and I can take what I found after the exploration phase and sort of ingrain that wisdom into my own life to grow as a person and grow beyond what I was. It's as if there is some really massive insight hidden somewhere and I am on the hunt to find it. but here and there I use art to procss experiences and the feelings that come with it. Other times I just create because I enjoy the process of seeing something (especially a story) grow out of seemingly nowhere. It's kinda fascinating to see, especially in writing, that you can literally create a world when before thre was nothing but a blank page. There are more things that make me want to create, but these are the main. I think that gives off a lot of insight into how a big of a part art is in my life and how it seems to be connected with almost every nuance of my personality. Sorry for the rambling but like I needed to explore this topic a bit.
Yeah, my father was a professional musician, actually played in a what used to be an extremely popular band in Europe, and then later got into writing and published two books. But he wasn't your typical artsy-guy, he was also in part an intellectual. He was very good at talking and debating things, was very well-read and had big common knowledge, though he was raised by a poor, uneducated single-mom in a small village. I must say, he had never encouraged me to do anything creative or artsy, though. I just always had a big imagination, so he did not need to do anything to encourage me to get creative, really. And yeah, my mom has an intellectual understanding of art, we used to go to galleries together growing up. But she's as creative as a sponge - her own words. Given that my dad was more of a creative person, I still giggle whenever I remember that mom actually dislikes creative people. She really does. She can not understand them at all. She never understood me either, she has like zero understanding of what goes on in my head, lmao.
Sorry that this became a novel. But it's actually an interesting topic. It's something I have observed as well; all creative people I've ever met have at least one creative parent. It seems to have something to do with genes and/or parenting.
. 
