Day 14 of my 30 Days of Creativity Challenge.
It’s 2300 and I’m at work, on my lunch break. I know, it’s late. I had a long night last night and all I wanted to do when I got home was to sleep. If you have ever been in healthcare and have worked any hours of this pandemic, you know that that’s how it is some days. Some days you’re just tired & when you get home you just want to sleep.
I’ve never been much of a realist artist. I love abstract art because it’s your own interpretation. I’ve never really been able to draw or paint anything that resembles anything and I know that that’s why I never considered myself an artist in the past and why my own mother didn’t believe that what I was doing could ever be considered art. But I was doodling today and sometimes my doodles resemble things. I was thinking about painting & ended up doodling about my “tools.” They’re not perfect, but neither am I. The goal is to be creative, to get your creativity out, to use your creativity instead of keeping it bottled up inside and unused. My tools have assisted me in combating all this pandemic insanity. They are my weapons of mass destruction.
Inspiration can come from anywhere and can hit you at any time. Thinking about my “tools” – my pens, pencils, paintbrushes, markers, etc. stemmed from thinking about other tools that I use elsewhere in my life. I was thinking about how I’m creative in all aspects of my life – from the way I start and IV and how I tape it up at work, to how I dress a wound, how I cook food for my family, how I used to sing to my babies. If you think you’re not creative or believe that there is no where in life to at offers you a chance to be creative, think again. Think of all the things you do throughout the day that requires you to express yourself.
My point is taking a few moments everyday doesn’t have to be an elaborate feat. Scratch paper & my pen was all I used today. My intent is so stimulate my right brain, to hone my intuition, to flood my body with “happy hormones” everyday.