Being 'creative' + WIP

I'm working on a couple of pieces at the moment that I'm loving and while I wait for bits to dry I'm net surfing and came across a post in a group I attend, rather infrequently of late and it started me thinking. The post was about leaving our creativity behind... back in our childhood. The lovely lady was a mathematician who has reconnected with her creativity after being stifled for years.

WIP - This piece is about how 

invisible I feel at the moment and I'm asking if 'you' can see me. 

As a kid I was always a) reading or b) drawing.  I got the message early on that I was not a singer.. thanks Mum...lol but found out in later years that I could hold a tune rather well and had an opportunity to do some singing with a band BUT all those years of remembering I was NOT the singer created nerves that I just could not get past. Still can't do much of singing in public without a panic attack nearing...LOL and yes I can laugh about it.




Drawing.. wellll. I have a lovely cousin who was the designated 'artist' in the family. I remember holidays at her place where I would come home inspired and would draw and doodle etc. BUT seeing as though she was the artist in my head (again) that meant I wasn't. Sooo I didn't major in art at school even though when I was in my art classes I felt safe, free and at home. With all those smells etc I was inspired and anything I did do.. I was great at..:))) but I wasn't the artist in the family. 

WIP.layed down some shapes sprayed

 with inks and paints 

I think the messages we are given, hear, assume are about us are so terrible. Who knows where I might have ended up if I wasn't given the labels... ?? Singer, songwriter, artist. Maybe, maybe not but I would sure feel better about the way I feel when it comes to the creative me and I would probably have followed my heart because I trusted it... deep.


Reading was safe...   I couldn't read for a couple of years.. really read I mean. I couldn't concentrate long enough to get through a page. My general anxiety levels were so high I couldn't do much of anything.  








That's when I found art journaling. I feel I should be singing these words from a mountain top so the world can hear. 

ART JOURNALING  HEALS

It has stilled the noise in my head. The noises of anxiety, depression, panic... etc. When the world let me down I really didn't cope and took it way too personally. 


2 weeks ago I was experiencing chest uncomfortableness. I'm not in any of the 'risk groups' for cardiac disease but a voice in my head was over thinking the situation and the more I thought the more pain I was having...lol  So I tried to see my Dr but she couldn't fit me in and wanted me to present directly to our local hospital emergency room.. fun..NOT. 

WIP - Doodle art. I've discovered India Ink.. woohoo. 

This piece will be doodled ALOT

Anyway. . . after a holiday from home (overnight stay) and a barrage of tests I was let go with NO bad news from the heart.. yay. BUT I started thinking (rationally) and realised that most of the time I was experiencing this chest sensation I was stressing about something and being a little panicky.... ahaaaa. 


So since my little holiday I'm being much more conscious of how much my creative time is helping me.. :) and looking after me a little bit more than I was. 


:))