As I sit and talk with Fiance about projects for his classes, it brings me back to years ago when I was in school for my own fine arts degree. It may have been a degree in Interior Design – a science major at many schools – but it was a fine arts degree at the school I chose. Which meant I was exposed to so many wonderful sides of art. I took all sorts of classes from drawing to painting, ceramics to art metals and screen printing. I even skipped on across the pond for a summer study abroad program in London and Scotland to paint. Quite wonderful, it was!
While I may be in a very logic based career now, the creativity is always there. I try to do what I can to keep it going. I sew and quilt, I dabble in photography, I even throw some paint on canvas from time to time. Lately though, the drive to create has been there, but inspiration has been lacking. I searched Pinterest for projects to do, I looked through my quilt books, but nothing was quenching the ‘need to create’ thirst. Then I remembered back to one of my drawing classes when our teacher made us fill an entire sketchbook with whatever came to us.
I went to a drawer that Fiance and I keep empty sketchbooks and grabbed one out. I opened it with a pencil in hand and stared at the blank paper. Nothing. This need to create, and I couldn’t put a pencil to paper to draw. So I thought back to class when we used to draw still-life upon still-life. I looked up and picked an area on my shelf and began to draw. Ah yes, a bit rusty I see.
But then I continued. I began looking for inspiration everywhere. eyes. organic/geometric. dandelions. text. Ideas flowing in one after another.
My sketchbook is slowly starting to fill page by page. I may just keep going. Heck, I will hopefully fill this before I’m 30! In fact, I think I’ll work to fill at least two more over the next year!