Growing up, I had a wild imagination. I made things, jewelry, perfume (not my best work). I wrote poetry and short stories. I read all the time (still do) and loved nothing more than going places in my mind I'd never been to and knew I probably never would. Then I grew up.
I realized you had to work hard, make a living, pay your bills, eat, sleep and then do it all over again. It's not that I suddenly thought, "Oh well, responsibility=creative". It's not that at all...I just let life get in the way I suppose.
I've poked and prodded my creative self here and there-I taught myself to knit and crochet, I've refinished a few pieces of furniture, I've written poetry pretty regularly, I've made a few interesting pieces of jewelry, I made the masquerade mask I wore for my birthday party last week and then there was the two years or so where I made and sold gift baskets filled with my own bath gels, lotions, soaps, lip balm, etc.....but I just fill kind of empty because I'm not really doing anything regularly.
For the first time in my life, I've become a sedentary being. I get home from work and I sit. I fix our dinner or we grab something and then I do nothing but get on the computer or watch television. What happened to the days of old when I refused to even turn ON the tube because it was such a huge waste of my time? It's like all the energy (creative and otherwise) has just been zapped out of me. This blog is the closest thing to creative that I can get right now it seems.
I think I'm in the dumps. I need a kick start or a jolt or a jarring or something...inspiration would be welcome at this point too.
So, here it is....I'm going to go on record here and say that I have decided this will be added to my New Year's Resolution list:
Shannon's 2010 New Year's Resolution List (thus far):
1) To keep my mouth shut more often.
2) To be creative in some way each day.
There, I feel better because I've now made it official. I'm going to do my level best to post some pictures of my projects to come just to keep me honest!