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Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Getting into the habit and Freedom
It has been tough for me to get into the habit of blogging especially when I feel that I can’t be myself that I have to edit me. That has never worked for me so here I will be when I am blocked, frustrated, and generally cranky about things that have nothing and everything to do with my art. I am my art that is why it took me so long to put it in the web because “if you didn’t like it you didn’t like me”. I know full well that I am rambling a little and that’s ok because I want people to know more about me as a person a real person…Someone who is learning how to play again and not tale herself too seriously :-)
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
TDB
I have had a serious case of TDB for the last month or so. This dreaded disease causes me to do things like, laundry, cooking, vacuuming, paperwork, and generally run in circles. In the grip of TDB I drop all, or most of my creative and social activities, depending on the severity. The end result is a very cranky, resentful, exhausted, blocked me, not so pretty....at all.
The onset is usually marked by comparing my art to others and finding it lacking, followed by a creative block, feelings of guilt and inadequacy, and usually without warning, because I lose all sense of self awareness, TDB sets in.
TDB affects all aspects of my life that lend me humor and joy. I find myself putting off calling friends to say hello because I just don't have the time to get on the phone, these are the same people who can cure TDB by calling me on it, no time for Facebook, I am sure you can see where this is going. I become too wrapped up in "getting things done" {what gets done really?} to see outside of my own little world, and I stop being my own best friend.
So why am I blogging about this? Me and my crazy TDB? This is one of the best ways to start taking myself much less seriously, get off the merry go round publicly :-). I am also putting myself out there for people who might be suffering from TDB it takes on many forms; however the end result is the same, restlessness, irritability, exhaustion, and joylessness. The good news is TDB is curable, the cure is different for everyone here is mine; call friends, take a walk with my dog, take photos of random things, hammer some wire, Play.
*I do have to note that I have nothing against housework in moderation. Who wants to live in a pig sty? :-)
The onset is usually marked by comparing my art to others and finding it lacking, followed by a creative block, feelings of guilt and inadequacy, and usually without warning, because I lose all sense of self awareness, TDB sets in.
TDB affects all aspects of my life that lend me humor and joy. I find myself putting off calling friends to say hello because I just don't have the time to get on the phone, these are the same people who can cure TDB by calling me on it, no time for Facebook, I am sure you can see where this is going. I become too wrapped up in "getting things done" {what gets done really?} to see outside of my own little world, and I stop being my own best friend.
So why am I blogging about this? Me and my crazy TDB? This is one of the best ways to start taking myself much less seriously, get off the merry go round publicly :-). I am also putting myself out there for people who might be suffering from TDB it takes on many forms; however the end result is the same, restlessness, irritability, exhaustion, and joylessness. The good news is TDB is curable, the cure is different for everyone here is mine; call friends, take a walk with my dog, take photos of random things, hammer some wire, Play.
*I do have to note that I have nothing against housework in moderation. Who wants to live in a pig sty? :-)
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