My Head in the Clouds

by Pat Chiappa on

Heart cloudViewing and ‘seeing things’ in clouds was a favorite pastime as a kid, and even later as I became a so called adult.  I also looked for images in the knotty pine walls of my childhood bedroom – but those images were usually faces in the style of Edvard Munch’s,  The Scream.

Today I was lying down, relaxing with an ice pack on my lower back, (I made a dumb move while moving furniture) and staring at the clouds out side my large slider door.  It was an expansive and beautiful view as there had been a huge storm the night before with another on it’s way, so the clouds were massive, varied in shape and moving quickly. There was plenty going on up there.

But I found it difficult to ‘see’ anything. After a while, I saw a sonogram, but that was because I recently viewed my 2 month pregnant nieces sonogram, and the clouds reminded me of it, but didn’t really look like a fetus or a baby. It was more a memory than an vision created in my imagination.

I was surprised how I couldn’t see anything in the clouds and thought about the creative mind and eye and how as a child, everything you see is viewed through that lens. My adult mind and eye was not able to see a thing.

This isn’t exactly news to me as I have recently come to realize I am losing my ability to connect with my creative spirit.  Maybe ‘losing’ isn’t the right word, but I am finding it more challenging to carve out time for creativity, and much like muscles, if you don’t use them, you lose them – it’s true.

My creative juices which had previously been used on sculpture, painting, and creating have been funneled into  other things:  website design, (for work) setting up and decorating a household, (I moved a couple of times) and cooking. (a necessity, although a pleasurable one)

One of my Year Ahead goals for 2011 was, “Creativity: Every Day, Every Way,” and so far I have had a great time at it.  Every single day, I make certain to do something creative – last night I watched a documentary on glassblowing at Wheaton Arts, another night I drew a mandala, once I spent an rainy afternoon in my recently carved out studio space and did several different creative projects like frame photos, make a birthday card, and do some calligraphy, another time I spent time exploring an art gallery, and once I discovered an artists website and tried her unique and beautiful art form called Zentangle. (this is great fun – check it out)

The idea is to do something creative every single day – and that awareness alone has helped me in opening up that clogged creative pipeline. In addition to the actual creative work, each Sunday morning,  I take the time to reflect and write about the weeks projects and processes in a special art project journal. It’s also a place to record websites I’ve discovered and visited and names of books I’m encountering that I want to be able to refer back to.

I initially thought that having a daily goal would feel like pressure – but it really hasn’t at all. Sometimes I have a busier than normal day, so I allow myself a short poem to satisfy the ‘creativity every day, every way’ promise to myself. By cutting myself some slack, I’m able to stay on track and not feel stressed about reaching my daily goal.

Do you have daily goals? How do you manage them?

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