keep on. cross the bridge. burn it. doesn’t matter. it’s one of thousands you’ll come to. yes, you do. yes, you do not. keep on. solvitur ambulando
creativity thrives on an openness and innocence (or perhaps wilful ignorance) – a trust in the unknown and the anticipation of the unexpected – as well as a certain level of restriction, pressure, or limitation: a time constraint, a budget limit, an equipment or materials limit, inexperience, weather conditions, client preferences, mercury or mars in retrograde, etc….
this day will pass, whether you dreamed a little dream, drew up a plan, took a baby step toward a goal, did what you loved to do, spent time with whom you wanted to, followed through on those tiny impulses, built something with your hands, started into a new book from the thrift store, sang your own beautiful song. . ….
does the river know where it ends? sure. every drop knows every mountain, knows every cloud, knows every sea, knows every solar system, every star….
as artists, when we dawdle, we’re easily and quickly bored – or frustrated, and even defeated. the magic has a will and it will want to drive us deeply into the journey, but we have to take hold the reins and embrace uncertainty. i find if i immerse myself in something, i want all of…