I’m not much of a resolutions person, but this year, I pressed Reset. I’ve found myself going-through-the-motions and forgetting to enjoy the present and its gifts. Forgetting to enjoy my gifts. I deactivated Facebook a week ago in hopes of filling those previously-scrolling hours with my actual interests, and choosing what I want my life to be about. One of those things is Creativity.
Nearly 2 years ago, I initiated this blog space to share my creativity publicly — and hopefully propel a few others to do the same. Since its birth, I’ve been sharpening my disciplined side: learning to code, paying off debt, keeping house, exercising regularly, eating well — all good things… and yet, when I consider being disciplined about my creative gifts, I’m intimidated. Frozen by the amorphous idea of what art “should” be, of missing the mark. [We’d be wise to exercise caution with the word “should” anyhow.]
Consistent creativity is nurtured with both -- playfulness and discipline.
In shaping my own #The100DayProject, I chose a theme to keep me on target and prevent reverting to my 5 year old self, pestering loved ones with unceasing “what should I draw?”s. I wanted freedom too — allowing the subject matter and medium to vary: words, paint, pen, marker, collage, building, clay, whatever feels right.
So I chose Play.
Today, I kicked off #100daysofcreativeplay. I began early, following a short meditation just after waking up. Most of my anxieties are still asleep at that time, so I thought it’d be a good time to start. I grabbed my drawing pad and favorite pen and spent 5 minutes sketching this:
When I finished (one of the hardest things to discern in art making, at times), I signed my first piece. For whatever reason, the way I decided to sign required turning the pad upside down, which led to reorienting the entire piece upside down. I like it much better that way. I’m calling it Topsy Turvy.
A song for you: