05 July 2007


my husband has been suffering from neglect of late. a happy camper i did not create. my life has given over to baby sitting the past one week and this week, i've been making odysseys to the hospital - not my favorite place on earth.

i've finally made a little headway. i found a way to create more life into my work. i found a way that makes me tick. inspiration abounds. it's for the picking. i was blind because i was deep into feeling funky and un-energized. then i realized. i was creative-restless.

there were all these ideas in me but i could not find a way to get them out. i decide to take bite sized pieces and chew on them. working chunk by chunk. i don't have to complete one big project at one go, i can just go in any one direction i want to as long as i keep chugging along. this works for me. this keeps me happy. chugging along. impervious to thoughts of failure. thoughts of wasted time. my view: everything is an experiment. f*** the rest. i said the f-word. haha.

i feel at peace now. that my ideas ooze out like a toothpaste. when the cup runneth over, i store them in a journal until my chugging takes me there. then, i come across Corita Kent's mantra here:

Rule 4
Consider everything an experiment.

Rule 6
Nothing is a mistake. There’s no win and no fail. There’s only make.

Rule 8
Don’t try to create and analyse at the same time. They’re different processes.

Rule 9
Be happy whenever you can manage it. Enjoy yourself. It’s lighter than you think.

reading nigel slater at night puts me to sleep and gives me dreams of making mascaporne strawberry tarts for my sweetheart. he will like that :)


1 comment:

Inspira said...

Thanks for posting this! I'm trying to work on part of Rule 9 on myself. :-)