A new creative spark has been lit in these parts. Every spare moment is being put towards making and doing rather than thinking too much. While pondering is a big part of the process of art making I've noticed that sometimes the tired mommy brain that I've been afflicted with for the last 5 years can be a bit of a downer.
Last night I took it upon myself to organize my art documentation photos. I created folders for categories and got the photos in place accordingly. As I was sorting and looking through the last several years to find any strays I realized that while I'm certainly not producing at a full-time rate stuff is being made around here. I mean much of it is documented in my Art of the Month category but beyond that there is stuff. And I've made it. Bit by bit by bit. Hour by bleary-eyed hour.
So my point here is that I was being very glass half empty about my creative life and saying things like: I'll have more time later and I just wish I had time to make _____ but the thing is I do.
I have time, I make time, I make things. I've made something almost each month of this year.
So I felt a bit sheepish last night as I moved yet another photo over into one folder or another. There is time, things are being made and I'm so glad that I've taken the photos to remind myself of just how much I'm actually accomplishing here.
The thing is that the photos are concrete proof that I am using my time to create. My bleary brain tells me often that I'm not. That I'm consumed by mothering, housekeeping and life. But my perception was wrong and for once I'm glad that I was.
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