We speak of creativity as if it’s scarce, as if it’s fragile. We treat it like we’re baking a macaron or soufflé.
We speak of creativity as if it’s scarce, as if it’s fragile.
We treat it like we’re baking a macaron or soufflé.
Where the conditions must be precise and perfect in order for us to succeed
and satisfy that craving to create.
We think it needs our best ideas and the best versions of ourselves.
The most inspiration we can muster.
We think it needs us to wake up with a smile and dance out of bed.
The most beautiful studio in the most idyllic setting.
A potent benefit of having a creative practice you show up to consistently…. is realizing you don’t need to be inspired in order to create. Is realizing your creativity isn’t contingent on all the things you thought you had to get right in order to make art.
Through practice you witness your resourcefulness in action. Writing a full page even when your first thought is “I have no clue what to write” or painting a new piece even when you’re tired and not in the mood.
You realize you can still enjoy it, have fun with it, appreciate it, even if you don’t feel all that inspired. Even if the time is too short. Even if it’s not your best. Even if your creative studio is at the lunch table in your break room.
Yes, sure creating when you feel inspired is fucking magical and euphoric and it’s gotta be up there with one of the most amazing feelings we can experience.
And yes feeling joy, energized and being in beautiful spaces do influence our creative capacity.
But let’s not buy into the myth that being creative is elusive and requires us to check off a lengthy list of prerequisites.