What I want to do is regroup.
I'm sitting with tea and staring, I think my head is still ringing from the recent election. I was engaged, fascinated and sort of paralysed by the circus on my radio and television these last weeks. One of the casualties: my artwork practice. That is my goal this week, to make some art. Any art- just to MAKE.
My fear is always that I'll forget how to find my middle and start again. I need to get back to thinking and consuming the noise around me deliberately. For weeks I've absorbed all news, all the time. I don't think it was a mistake- I rarely immerse myself in the world outside of my creativity. This was an enriching experience, even though it was costly. Now I need to remember how to pick and choose what I let into my mind. I'm beginning with a cup of tea.
Making heals. Making shows you the way. Even making "bad" work is better than making NO work. The remainder of this week I will make bad art. Maybe some bad bread. I will make things until I feel my feet underneath me again, until the world (and my head) feels less noisy and unstable. This is the time for making art just about art.
It's the making that matters, not the result
Here's the plan:
Tea. Then make something out of already interesting papers. I'll grab glue & paper and do something familiar. Then I'll grab my journal and make a spot, a literal spot in the middle of a page., Starting in that spot I'll write or draw beginning in the middle of the page. When I start at the center I'll find my center. As always, my pen will lead me.