and they are also annoying.
We are all the chosen few.
We are all makers by design. "
I recently read the book Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert -- for the second time since it came out.
I bought the book before it hit the bookshelves. Waited for the release date and tracked my package. I was the last delivery that day and I ran out of the house after the delivery truck because it passed my house. I stayed up all night to read it.
I am going to see Elizabeth Gilbert this Sunday with two friends so I re-read it.
Wow, where was I the first time? I had missed something crucial, that creativity is sacred and not at all sacred , that art is a crushing chore and a wonderful privilege. That work wants to be made through us. I missed a whole lot!
I even posted some ridiculous question on her website about her podcast before I re-read it.
I love to create things, but sometimes I have been too distracted to create; by my family, crazy jobs, aging parents,grieving the parents, job losses, reinventing, fear, getting in my own way -- the nitty gritty of life.
My drawing and painting took a backseat -- no actually they were packed in the trunk with some rolling soccer balls, a green sock, mismatched set of mittens and an old empty juice box.
Recently that trunk was opened again and I feel so much better.
I create art so that I am not just working at a job and paying bills.
I share some of it, (that was difficult at first).
I am approaching it with curiosity again now.
I approach it with gratitude.
I really love to make stuff!
I love to make stuff out of nothing.
Making stuff is for love.
It is for trying something new.
It is a prayer .
My stolen moments with art make it even more amazing.
Guess what? My art and I are going to have an affair (her idea)!
Thank You, Elizabeth Gilbert for a new perspective.
I am curious, who inspires you?