I'm a creative person.
One without a particular passion.
Well, more accurately, one with too many passions to be able to focus on any one in particular.
Or stay focused at all.
I have been blessed (or cursed) to be proficient in several creative disciplines.
This is not unusual for creative types.
A friend once said, "You know how we creative types are, have our fingers in several projects."
He is one of the most brilliant designers I know and was talking about his playing bass in a band that weekend.
I think the issue I have is being able to wrangle all my creative personalities and get them in line enough to actually accomplish something.
Anything.
I want to make short films. Silly little animations.
I want to go on photo adventures. Photograph live music. Capture voyeuristic candids of strangers.
Write funny stuff. Do stand up. Do improv. Write serious stuff. Blog more often.
Paint. Sculpt. Build things with my hands.
Create a collage. Bake a pie. Sing a song. Landscape my yard.
I get in a mood to create. It's a driving mood.
A desire. A need.
A hunger.
And then comes the problem.
But what? How?
Do I feel like expressing this current desire in word or food or emulsions?
Perhaps through a lens? Hmmmmm. Should I find a pencil?
Is this mood in color?
I can't quite put my finger on what I need to express or how.
Maybe I should walk around a bit.
Look at the internet for inspiration.
Social media?
Read a few pages from a book on the stack of books that are also calling my name?
TV? A movie? Hmmmmm.
Oh man, it's getting late.
I'm running out of time today.
Hurry, this feeling may not last. The motivation will be lost soon.
I collect things to create projects.
I buy gear to create projects.
I acquire notebooks to jot down ideas.
I never really care if anyone sees or likes what I do.
The need is the actual CREATION.
But the problem is HOW.
Anyway, I have so much pent up potential creative energy and I can't seem to focus it most of the time.
The times I do, I usually end up with a satisfactory product but I'd like to be able to do that more often.
It seems to get harder and harder to do as I get older. Perhaps that is why I continue to take classes. It forces me to focus. I have to provide a product in a timeframe.
I don't think it's ADD or ADHD or whatever, I think I just have too many options.
Could an accountability partner or a collaborator be the answer?
Chad was always good about presenting me with a challenge or adventure.
Encouraging me enough to keep going.
I miss that.
So this is how I satisfied my creative bug today.
Perhaps tomorrow I will think about a new concrete sculpture for the yard using the chainlink gate I just swiped from the neighbor's trash... and not do it.
