Creatively Space Lately, I have craved a form of creative expression. Although, I consider myself a creative person, I have doubts and droughts. With the move here creativity kind of took a back burner. Sure, I was creatively putting a space together for my family, but I was not completely focused on a little creativity time for just ME, for fun. I now have a wonderful creative space in my home. I can write, paint and craft my little heart out here. I’m excited about it, I love it. But sadly, it was one of the last places I put some energy in. To remain truthful to you, my space is not complete, but it’s complete enough for me to begin: creativity!
Physical Creative Space
I have finally begun once again to pour my heART out. I have missed writing, painting, and drawing so much. I’m thrilled that the words of authors surround me while I paint or write. I’m even more excited to fill the shelves with some of my own original works. This creative space makes me happy. However, this creative space also makes me a smidge anxious.
Why on earth would I, a creative, be anxious about a creative space? Well, for so many reasons that I’m not sure anyone may understand, but I will try to explain anyway. I will begin with ME. I AM THE NUMBER ONE REASON. Not the room, really, it’s more me. I am in my head, my one true creative space. Often I question myself: is this good, should I really stick with this, will anyone like it, which route will I take, do I have time for this today, what else could you I be doing right now, etc… I could keep going. These are some of the words that occasionally float in my creative space and suck the color from me, which drains my soul.
Mental Creative Space
Besides the negative/questioning words, I have FOMO. Yes, I said it, I have FOMO, FEAR OF MISSING OUT, but on what? On missing out on the right outlet, the right creative form, the one that will hit the spot. I have been told that I have “talents”, you have no idea how that fills me up, but blows me up. I am filled with such a high when someone sees the talent in me. But I’m also over inflated with the pressure to keep these “talents”. It’s like I have to prove to myself that I am good enough to receive these kind words.
Again, it’s me, not you. I appreciate all the praise. I actually need it, honestly. Praise and kind words pushed me to do something kind of HUGE for me.
Despite my fear, my lack of complete focus in one path, fomo, and a slew of other descriptive words, I decided to take a plunge.
I have added a few of my paintings to my Etsy shop!!
I’m beyond excited to start this journey of sharing my work for others to add to their own creative spaces. Thankful to those that pushed me. ANNND I’m sincerely, thankful for those days when I can let the negative and the perfection go. 🙂
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