My creative urge is never satiated.
I think this is only an issue I’ve had since becoming a mother. But it doesn't seem to matter what I do, the urge to make art won’t leave me. Whilst creating and making is an absolute joy, it is also the equivalent of having an itch that I cannot scratch.
And that itch is itchy.
My ideas fill my thoughts through the night, like endless dreams. Visions of flowers and colour and blur. Bodies dancing and lounging amongst fields of flowers and cloud filled skies. In the daytime I’m thinking of fabric and texture and layers of light.
A mish mash of images that I need to make sense.
Take form.
Give life.
But the frustration sets in because when, and how, do I make these visions take hold?
How do I give them air, plump them up, kiss their cheeks, and soak them in colour?
If you’re a Mother, a nomad, or an introvert perhaps you’ll understand the struggle. All three of these factors are pivotal to my process.
The puzzle pieces that must come together for me to make art is not a simple one. Often, I feel I have the wrong pieces all together. Somewhere along the way two puzzles got mixed up and somebody threw half the pieces away.
Despite this, I still want to dedicate myself to the craft.
Dedicate myself to the visions I have.
Dedicate myself to making art.
Lately, the creative pockets I have are incredibly limited, but when they present themselves I latch on with both hands, and I do not let go.
How is your creative process? Do you have time to make what you wish to make, or are you, too, limited in your capacity or time?
Here are some photos I took of my dear friend
who is always up for my weird and wonderful ideas.Thank you for trusting the process and letting the kids run amok at our feet so I can make art.
These are my favourite types of photos to take.
Mother maker, a swirling vortex of constant creation, intuitive creative hit and then nurturing our creations alongside our baby creations. It’s the best ever but sometime overwhelming how the creative energy shows up tapping on your shoulder constantly as a child is also tugging at us 💕
Love our magical mystery shoots ✨
Oh Georgia, this resonates so much ♥️ a while back I had the realization that I’m *never* going to be able to make all the creative ideas and visions I think of. It was a strangely freeing sensation, because it made me intuitively start prioritizing the ones that really matter. But becoming a mom is a constant exercise in trying to carve out space for yourself, and I feel you deeply on this. I love to see what you’re creating in those fleeting moments, and I think a good reminder is that even if creating looks different now than pre-motherhood, you’re still creating.