a peek inside the fishbowl

… or something like morning pages ?

(thanks everyone, for your comments on my post the other day … I’m going to try to go with the flow and not force it. You can’t force it, can you?)

 

hacked

I’ve been hiding from art. My art. 

Seriously.

In my Bloglines I have a folder of sites/blogs I used to read on a regular basis: WhipUp, My Paper Crane, Posie Gets Cosy, Tania, simplesparrow (omg would you take a look at this acorn?) … and many many more. I collapsed that folder awhile ago and let the new entries accumulate. I now have 1609 unread posts in all of the crafty blogs I’ve subscribed to. I’ve been afraid to venture in there.

I’m afraid my arty/crafty muse has left me. She came to me once and stayed a few years, and her departure was gradual. Today I find myself staring at heaps of art supplies and am not inspired enough to do anything with them.

I forced myself to finish this project yesterday. It turned out well, but to tell you the truth my heart wasn’t in it like it used to be. The excitement has left me. I used to be immersed in some kind of art on a daily basis. There was always something (like a handmade postcard or artist trading card) on the drying rack. 

Don’t get me wrong. I still love art as much as ever, but is creating it still in my future?

I used to think this setback was a temporary thing, and that it would remedy itself if enough time went by. Maybe I’ve changed. I feel more inclined to photograph and to write. I’m thinking about another project like the Trust Experiment.

Should I be worried? Can I bring the art back again? I don’t know. Perhaps I need the right kind of project to fire me up.