Today, I picked another medium -- my phone. My sister told me about the free app Paper a while back, which I'd almost forgotten until I was reorganizing my phone recently. It's useful for many things, and you can sketch using different "tools" and colors, layering it on, undoing and redoing as much as you'd like. Ah, the beauty of technology.
My creative projects over the weekend were pretty time-consuming, so it was important I return to time-boxing my exercise to around 5 minutes. I'd been visualizing a flower box in a window sill, so I sketched that while getting familiar with the app again. At first, I wasn't planning to share this one since I was still figuring out the how it responds to my finger on the screen, but I'm willing to stretch myself by sharing.
My fiancé and I have been daydreaming about our future home lately, and this morning's sketch inspires me to add flower boxes wherever we land. They aren't necessary for a functional home, but their nonessential-ness is part of why I love the idea.
I'm currently reading Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert, and she was describing art and its creation similarly. Art may not save lives or pay your bills, but that's what's great about it. I spend so much of my day doing the essential: feeding myself, cleaning stuff, maintaining something.
Art is an escape from all that -- a bliss-filled act. It uses a part of myself that could easily atrophy from lack of use. For me, when I flex that muscle, it provides joy, inspiration, even hope. I can't yet describe why or how, but I create because I feel more myself, and I love it. Love isn't an entirely rational act, so why would creativity be?
I'm calling this one Unnecessarily, and ending with a song: