
Today, a long entry, a sort of meditation on creating.
I have really been enjoying jewelry blogging. It gives me such focus, and it's fun to have a place to really indulge an interest in creating. to really...where obsessing and steeping myself in it, and talking about it and nothing else, is allowable and good, in that it provides content. And content is what it's all about in a blog. Sure, pix and doodads and whatever are nice. They lend design elements and visual interest. But blogs with 4 entries, the last of which comes 5 months after the first 3 and says: oh, gosh, I've been so busy, I ... have to get...back to this ...someday.
When you see something you want to read, it stinks having it break off like that.
I think this has also been a good challenge for me. Coming up with a voice, with something I'm proud to show anyone (a pal, a customer). When I was young, I liked the idea of keeping a diary and I got one as a gift for Christmas, I think. And it was red and had a little faux lock and that new car smell. And I tried really hard writing in it. I did. And it made me panic a little bit. I just didn't know what to write. Things seemed either too big to tackle or too mundane to put down. And there was even something scary and self-conscious-making (new word!) in writing stuff down that you'd see again, that someone else might see, etc.
And I gave up. I would make my mom come sit with me on the edge of my bed and help me think of something to write and I'd be frustrated almost to the point of tears. And I'm a good writer. And a good talker. And a good thinker! But it didn't fit me and I didn't pursue it as one has to pursue exercise in order to integrate it into one's life and make it less threatening and more natural.
And my jewelry blog has become all of those things to me, plus a motivator for doing more, and it feels comfortable and exciting and like a challenge that I've set up and met. And one I hope to continue to meet!
One of my good friends, Anne, told me that last year, every morning, no matter what was going on or how she felt, when she woke, she took a few moments to write a poem. Every day. Every single day. I don't know if she considers herself a poet. I think she's like you or I--not a self-described writer. But everyone can write a poem, especially if the goal is to DO it, not to agonize, or judge, or write the best poem ever in the history of poems. It was a goal and she took a tremendous amount of pleasure in meeting it. And looking back over the collection was really satisfying and, more to the point, interesting for her. To see a snapshot of your thoughts, day to day. Things that bothered you, or weren't resolved; things that pleased you and were resolved; things you didn't even remember; things you can't believe you didn't write about.
Last year, an art group here in Philly did something called the January Project. Essentially, whatever your medium, you did 1 artistic thing a day with it. So, you took a photo. Or you wrote a poem. Or you made a sketch. And, at the end, you put it all together so that every day in January was represented. I'm sure that sometimes, people phoned it in, but what a wonderful motivation for being creative every single day in a row. I think that teaches us SO much. To do and to KEEP doing for the sake of doing it. I think things can come out of that that we cannot even IMAGINE when we start the process. It's like freeing yourself to just DO. Not to agonize. Not to work for perfection. Not to do everything at once. Why? Because tomorrow, you'll have another chance to try again. To make something new. To capture, or try to capture, just one small section of something. Like meditation. You can try for an hour, and maybe you'll only get one single second of that zen-ness we all hear about. Maybe you'll think that a single second is shameful, after an hour of trying, but as Anne put it: maybe that's the point of it. Maybe just getting that one second of truly not thinking about anything else is more freeing to the mind than you can imagine. Maybe mediation IS so hard for people, for everyone, that the one second is a victory. Maybe even the most seasoned meditation practitioners only get that one second...and maybe that's all they're going for. Maybe our mistake is in thinking they're going for a blissed-out hour of not thinking, when in reality, we can only hope for a second, and that should be the whole goal from the beginning. Even though we are taught not to think so, I bet a single second can be really powerful. And maybe some things really are more simple than we give them credit for being.
It's an interesting thought. Complicating the simple is a surefire way to make your goals harder to achieve, and to make yourself miserable in the process.
You know, February is a shorter month than all of the others. Maybe that's a good month to try a...er...January Project. We can call it the Febrary January Project.
I really think that we have to set goals for ourselves in being creative. We have to ...we have to court that, in our lives. Flirt with it. Engage with it. Make it a 2-way (or 3- or 4- way) thing in our lives. Steep ourselves in it, allow ourselves the time and energy to undertake it. Value it. We might give creativity too much credit in thinking it just comes to us in a bolt of lightening, and that that method is a sign that it's 'true' inspiration--we probably need to invite it and coax it and massage it like every other interpersonal relationship we have, in life. The muse can be a fickle character: push her aside, ignore her, reject her too often, and she might move on to someone else.
So, for those of you who craft or design things or make things, for those of you who want to try a disciplined writing exercise, I invite you to join me for the January February Project. I think I'm going to get a notebook and design a necklace, or other piece of jewelry, every single day of the month. I'll let you know how it turns out. Let me know what YOU plan to do by adding a comment here. We can discuss our processes come March 1st!




















