True artist are sulky and reclusive…. right? Of course this is not so easy when one has to be present for a family but that is pretty much all I have to give artistically now.
Several weeks ago, I took an unexpectical, unintentional step back from my work and blogging. Unfortunately it was right in the middle of a pretty busy time, and oddly during a surge of creative ideas. Is this sabotage or sabbatical? Sabbotatical? … Tell me brain. Tell me now! If it was a sabbatical of sort then I spent the whole time anxious. Even after working a few things out with my brain, I still feel nervous and blocked. Still friends…but blocked none-the-less.
I suppose it is difficult to “create” under such conflicting feelings but I endeavor to muck through. I’m just hoping my existential artistic crisis is winding down soon, and I stop being so dang avoidant…which is what it truly feels like. I look at the piles in my studio and think, “no thanks”. I see all the unfinished work and I want to work on something else.
I’m generally on the bandwagon of personal growth and triumph, but realistically I think as an artist I work better by having a few blue periods. That’s my new excuse anyway. There has to be something to it though…
btw it has taken me three days to do this poorly constructed blog post….just wrong brain….just wrong :-(…..
That is all,
Wenders
Wendy,
I so totally feel your struggle. I’m also looking at mounts of clutter in every room of the house and unfinished pieces are scattered about like sofa pillows.
I’m overwhelmed and my mind is in so many different directions, spinning rapidly over decisions, such as… what should I do with all those craft bins, where should I put the basketfuls of art magazines, what should I be for my own Halloween party, how will I complete this canvas for the Day of the Dead entry? On and on and on and on.
Not to mention the endless mundane tasks… dinner, oh, uhm… pour yourself a bowl of raisin bran and eat some toast… can’t you see I’m on facebook! What? I just washed those! Yeah.
My ADHD has kicked in double time just in the last two weeks! What’s up with that? Ever wonder really, why Van Gogh cut his own ear off? I do.
ONE THING AT A TIME. I keep reminding myself ONE THING AT A TIME.
This too shall pass… I hope. I just wanted to let you know YOU’RE not the only artist out there struggling. ME TOO! And I’m sure there are many others.
I have some fellow artist friends who are on some pretty outstanding creative rolls… burning the midnight oil and soaking up the cheers. I’m happy for them, I just wish I were on the same stream.
My advice: ONE THING AT A TIME. Tonight, I’m working on my office/studio space. A little here and a little there. Eventually, I’ll have things somewhat in order… and I’ll be in the middle of that creative roll… while others will be asking… do you want froot loops or honeycomb!
Keep your chin up! Relax your mind… read, paint your toenails, take a walk, look at the garden… it will come back… I PROMISE! 🙂
Have a great weekend!
Melissa
HAHAHA! You have an awesome way with words. I relate to everything you just said and I love cereal for supper night! I am definitely tackling one thing at a time and letting go of the guilt…I do need both ears right?