I’ve been in a bit of a rut lately. Okay for about 3 years. Life got in the way and it felt almost impossible to get back to that creative flow. I tried sitting in my studio even if I wasn’t working, touching all of the bits to see if something would inspire me, shopping for vintage elements. Nada. Nothing. Then I started talking to other artists and it appears that this happens sometimes. Now that I’m “back in the flow” what I realize is that I was cooking during that difficult time. Things were re-arranging themselves in my spirit, psyche, mind, being … whatever you want to call it. I have a new perspective that seems to want to express itself. It’s surprising me and I’m going to go with it.
In the end, art (for me at least) seems to be all about curiosity, discovery, bravery (the moment you realize you have to break something in order to get to the good stuff) and listening … trusting. Art making is, in the end, my spiritual practice and I guess my life lesson is to just accept that. It doesn’t have to be anything more. Until it does! 🙂
Wishing you all a creative life!