I've just noticed that Blogger's post link reads 'Create'. And for some reason, that strikes me as being immeasurably cool. I guess I've been obsessed lately with the notion of making things. I feel as if I've not made anything in so long that the very idea of creating is very attractive to me. It feels as if there are ideas and thoughts and emotions all pent up inside, waiting for expression, for release.
The
Bear Witch Project photo I took today was fun to make, and the end result is oddly satisfying to both my verbal and visual sides. I've also dabbled in making other small things, and picking up a paintbrush and just making random practice strokes. I also did some
body/face art painting of dragons and suchlike during the recent dragonboat festival, and facepainting almost always satisfies me. It feels good to be picking up old tools: a camera, a paintbrush, Photoshop, and just... making things. I guess D, the therapist I sometimes speak to, would say I have a strong creative instinct and need to make things. When I suppress that urge, I get frustrated and unhappy and lack flow. And more than anything else, I would like some flow right now, to wash away the confusion and uncertainty, to allow me to just
be.
