Loosing my voice
Not the raspy, Kathleen Turner sore-throat thing (although there is something to be said for her mystique minus the cigarette)…but my artists voice – my ability to express myself through words or on canvas, or, even know what to express. I understand that it happens to the best of us – but you would not know it from the prolifery [a Janeism] of words pouring forth from my fellow bloggers. But it has happened to me recently. Note my easter post very untimely well past easter.
It seems to me that the ability to create from within has to with margins. Ah yes, margins again. Art looks improved hanging on a wall when surrounded by margins of negative/nothing space…..food on a plate looks more appetizing when there is more plate than food showing (is that why bands of color on the edge of a dish was originally designed?)……and I do my best work when I have lots of space and time surrounding me, just before and just after.
I have been working a lot lately with a 1 1/4 hour commute at either side of my day. The accumulative result of this temporary experiment is incredible (and promises many inspiring future posts!). However in the meantime, I let my margins disappear. So starting this week-end I am readjusting by reminding myself of the importance of the “state of nothing”.
Do you have any thoughts to share on how you maintain creativity or how you jump-start yourself? Please leave a comment…