The Thing About Being Creative
Bff and I often ponder about what IT is that we love to do. What are we passionate about? What is IT that drives our spirit and fulfills our being? We often want to splice this into a career, a business that can sustain our lives, pay for our food, rent, travels, beautification needs and whimsical purchases at the local cheapie fashion store and eventually support our family. What is IT?
I don't know the answer to this question yet. Mostly, up until this point in my life, I have worked very diligently for other people. Pushing those businesses into success while my spirit is left a bit empty but my bank account full and my IRA humming along. In the past year, I have not been working for a company or for anyone. I have been floating along trying to figure out what IT is that motivates me. In my efforts, I decided to go back to school and enroll in a Graphic Design program at the local community college. I thought, at the very least, I could be more creative, learn some valuable software skills and potentially add to my already seasoned resume a bundle of creative aspects.
To me, school is a sanctuary. A place where freedom bounds and creativity soars. I find myself working on little projects focused and passionate. I realized today, while sketching business cards and letterheads, that I wasn't stressed, I wasn't thinking about the fact that I NEED A JOB. I wasn't thinking about money concerns or hearing my parents concerned voices questioning why their 35 year old daughter isn't working. I wasn't kicking myself for feeling like a failure. And I definitely was not worried about tomorrow.
The thing about being creative, about creating art or design is this: Art in itself creates space. Space for positive growth. Space for contemplation and realization and most of all imagination. While creating art I find I am purely in the moment. I know that if I continue to create, in whatever capacity, the money will follow. This IS what I have to believe.
I don't know the answer to this question yet. Mostly, up until this point in my life, I have worked very diligently for other people. Pushing those businesses into success while my spirit is left a bit empty but my bank account full and my IRA humming along. In the past year, I have not been working for a company or for anyone. I have been floating along trying to figure out what IT is that motivates me. In my efforts, I decided to go back to school and enroll in a Graphic Design program at the local community college. I thought, at the very least, I could be more creative, learn some valuable software skills and potentially add to my already seasoned resume a bundle of creative aspects.
To me, school is a sanctuary. A place where freedom bounds and creativity soars. I find myself working on little projects focused and passionate. I realized today, while sketching business cards and letterheads, that I wasn't stressed, I wasn't thinking about the fact that I NEED A JOB. I wasn't thinking about money concerns or hearing my parents concerned voices questioning why their 35 year old daughter isn't working. I wasn't kicking myself for feeling like a failure. And I definitely was not worried about tomorrow.
The thing about being creative, about creating art or design is this: Art in itself creates space. Space for positive growth. Space for contemplation and realization and most of all imagination. While creating art I find I am purely in the moment. I know that if I continue to create, in whatever capacity, the money will follow. This IS what I have to believe.
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