Journaling is something I try to do as a daily practice. Mostly because I am happier when I journal every day, when I am able to sit down and play with colors and textures and words. There are weeks where it is hard to make the time to do that, though. One thing about living with a chronic illness, which I do, is that you sometimes run out of spoons before you got your studio time for the day.
I recognize that it’s important to prioritize creative time, but I am also a parent who is responsible for a household. I homeschool a high schooler, drive her to ballet lessons a couple of times a week, I’ve got friends who I want to connect with, six cats to clean up after, and frankly, sometimes I just need to kick back with some yarn and watch some back episodes of V on my DVR. I don’t see that as wasted time, by the way. I spin a lot during my tv time. That’s when I knit, too.
Okay I’ll confess. Ya know, sometimes I just want to read something trashy like The Billionaire’s Baby Bonanza.
…okay, actually not so much with the baby bonanza book, but, I do like to read. And y’all, that is an actual title of an actual book I saw on the e-book site, recently… so obviously there is a market somewhere.
Last week was one of the challenging weeks in terms of energy levels vs. amount of stuff that wants to be done. I am having a somewhat unfun fibro flare. There was a lot of social stuff going on that I needed to show up for. As I get older, I am realizing that you need to show up for people’s stuff. It makes them feel supported and it lets them know that really, you care. That matters. I wish I’d grokked that sooner in life, but that’s another blog post for another day. I went to a daylong fiber workshop. Most of all, I wanted to spend some time with my partner, who I haven’t been seeing much of lately. He works crazy hours in the film world and sometimes our lives don’t mesh up for days at a time. The connection between us is crazy strong and flexible, but sometimes we need to put each other first and block out the world for a few hours.
It gets frustrating, all this living, and wanting to make art too. What do you do when it’s all a priority?
I saw these daily drawing pages on Teesha Moore’s site recently and loved the idea. I’ve been putting that idea to use for the days that I am tired, the awful days when I’m too tired to sit at the art table and make. These little daily “what I did today” pages are kind of fun. They help me remember that I do actually get stuff done.
I am really beginning to enjoy the prompts that other art journalers put up to help others get the inspiration moving. I really value them on the days when fibro has put me into the inevitable brain fog. For example, I’ve really been enjoying the prompts over at Angelia’s Art Journals. The hand (just above) was from a prompt she put up last Tuesday. And the little illustration of “home” is from her Wednesday’s Word prompt last week. Honestly? She and Teesha Moore saved my art-journaling butt last week.
So what do you do to kickstart the creative process? How do you keep yourself going on those days when life, energy, responsibility and the catboxes all team up to keep you from opening your journal?