The Creative Journey

Little and Often: Moving slowly, creating intentionally

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I’ve been moving slowly and yet time has been whirling around me.

It’s been intentional, slowing down, being more deliberate, trying to stick to the creative focuses I have been given.

I always find it interesting how slowing down, not being hurried or busy seems to be revolutionary. In this journey I am learning just how necessary it is for me. There has been this uncovering the past few years where I am realizing so many of the aspects of who I truly am were never in need of correcting.

That doing things little and often provide me with true and sustainable momentum while also providing the most joy in my chosen task. For me, rushing and forcing never works. It’s not sustainable. Pushing and hustling doesn’t work for me either. In most ways it is completely counterintuitive to my own creative process.

Over the course of my creative life I have moved in rhythms that looks something like hustling and pushing followed by avoidance and then beating myself up for said avoidance.

The balance for me lately when those “you should be…” come to mind is responding with, “this is my life.” That little phrase reminds me that I get to do these things, there are no shoulds here.

I also recognize that my creativity needs space. If I don’t make regular time to be creative, then I can’t expect to make much.

Schedules and routines are lovely things I like to think about but I work much with a general list of priorities. I have been playing with a habit tracker and it has been working well. In the past I would focus far too much on what I missed, the boxes not checked, but I have been working on that and having a simplified list of my 3 creative focuses has been helping.

Last night I was lying in bed and thinking about my plans for my Substack. I don’t know about you, my fellow creative, but sometimes the ideas come fast and furious and then before I know it I am facing complete overwhelm at the realization that there are just not enough hours or enough energy. The idea of the three focuses has truly helped me clear out the clutter and find my little and often.

So, I took a breath, focused within and asked, “ok what’s my purpose? What’s my focus?”

Writing is one of my focuses so here I am, working on this week’s Letters for Creatives. While trying to keep focused with a million ideas whirling in my head.

So this weekend, while the snow falls here in the Northeast I am going to be finishing the most recent round of edits for my cozy mystery and recording a creativity session for paid subscriptions. Those are my plans. My ideas are, well, more.

I really want to do some collage. I have been thinking about it for maybe two weeks and I just need to sit down and get collaging. There is just something so therapeautic about tearing up bits of paper and brushing on some glue before sticking them down.

I want to finish my current junk journal. I have only 2 pages left and a few that need some last little bits added to them.

Slow stitching. I am really excited to finish the first page in my slow stitch journal so with any luck I can share the finished page here.

I would love to hear your thoughts about creativity. Are you best when you challenge yourself to make things happen or do you also need to do things gently? Are there any projects you are slowly chipping away at? Please let me know!

Until next time…

-Michele, aka The Dreaming Dilettante

 

Video: Warm Up Art Journal Process “It’s Your Road”

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Happy Monday!

I am sitting in the studio-a fresh cuppa has just brewed and I have another art journaling process to share with you all.

At the time I am writing this I haven’t quite finished the page. I needed to let things dry a bit so it seemed like the perfect opportunity to have another cup, sit in the cozy chair, and write to all of you.

How is your week starting off? I hope it’s going well, that it’s gentle but fulfilling for you. And if your day is less than how you would like it then I hope sitting here with me for a bit, over a cup of your favorite, offers you a respite. A little oasis for you to come to, relax, take care of yourself and recharge.

My week is starting off well-if not exactly how I planned. Schedules have been moved a bit at home and it seems I will get some early morning studio time each week. It’s a really nice addition and a dream I have been having for years now. I am meeting a friend for breakfast a little later but having the early morning to be a time for me to get my work done is really exciting for me. I had hoped to wake early and go to the gym alas I didn’t drag myself out of bed in time. There is always next week to try again.

My hope is to get up, gym, studio and then back home for homeschool and all things family. The really exciting part is that I can, starting next week, offer my creative coaching sessions during the day-something I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to manage. So if you have been looking to schedule a day session you can visit the scheduling page today and see the new available hours.

So now, in the midst of journal pages drying I thought it would be fun to tell you a bit about what I was doing in my warm up journal.

First I should say I have never had a warm up journal before. I created this journal last year and the idea of having a place where I could start off my studio sessions was appealing to me. I wanted something that would give me a place to lay down some color or journal a few words and not feel pressured to make anything. If I am honest, most of my art journals are becoming a space where I have freed myself from the need to make anything in particular. Where I can just create in a free way that feels like me.

Even though I have given myself permission to not make amazing art-I do like a theme for my journals. I love a container that holds the plans, dreams, fears and intentions I have around a certain project or area of my life.

(This concept is something I have learned mainly from Andrea Schroeder at The Creative Dream Incubator-if you would like to learn more you can click here to see her work-tell her Michele says “hi!’ 🙂

Right now I have a home journal, a business journal, my word of the year journal and my warm up journal. Each one is a place where I come to dream, plant seeds and work out what may be holding me back from taking next steps. I am a believer that these sessions don’t need to take long and I often plop down at my desk at home for 2 or 3 minutes to add color or collage to a page before going back to whatever I was doing. Letting the ideas mull over in the back of my mind as I go about the day.

My warm-up journal is where I start when I come to the studio. Today I got to the studio and realized I forgot my planner-then realized I left all my memory cards at home-so back off I went. I was trying to not add to the frustration with the thoughts of, “and you didn’t do the gym like you planned….” and realized I was feeling rushed and as if I was falling behind-and it wasn’t even 9am yet!

So I made my coffee (the first thing I do when I get to the studio) and decided to play in my warm up journal as today’s video.

I had no plan. I was going to start off with my tempura paint sticks (have I ever told you how much I love these?) but then I saw some colors in my Neo Color II that I wanted to play with so I just started scribbling.

My first scribble started to look like a heart so I decided to just go with it and make it a heart. This brought me back to being a kid where I would doodle hearts and stars all over my notebooks so I decided to add a star.

From there I was pulling colors I liked. I did grab my tempura paint sticks and use the peachy color-one of my favorites-to start tying things together. I added some tissue paper as collage and just kept going. I was looking for some neat paper to draw on thinking I wanted to cut it out and add it to the page but found a quote I decided to add instead. Then I noticed the scribbles at the bottom left looked a bit like a river going through a field so I played with some loose scribbles to enhance what I was seeing.

I took a break to start this blog post and then I went back and it’s always fun to see how differently things appear when you come back to a page. I decided to use one of my small rough brushes to add a pathway representing my own road. Then I added lots of trees to either side because if it’s my road-it needs to be lined with trees.Surrounded by them I would say.

I tried to apply this last layer in a way that would allow the previous textures and colors to come through but I always get heavy handed when I start to feel like I am coloring. Learning restraint in art making is still a skill I am developing.

Or maybe not.

I added some sky and enhanced the look of the river and embankment I saw earlier. I loved the sketchy look it had where you just had the illusion of it being there but it didn’t go with the other page so I added some paint. I think I will be exploring some sketchy type scenery in the future though.

So that is my video share for you this week. I hope you are able to take a few minutes today to do something fun for yourself. Regardless of your creative medium just 5 minutes can really help improve your mood or give you a new look on things. If you would like to take some time now-why not join me? You can see my process emerge on screen by watching the video below and play along. If you do create along with me-comment below and share what you made-I would love to hear!

Until next time…

-Michele, aka The Dreaming Dilettante

Music by Saint Stephen – 50’s Milkshake – https://thmatc.co/?l=352EAE2D

Music by You ME and the Piano – Merry-Go-Round – https://thmatc.co/?l=4B20EFD1

Video: Early Morning Art Journaling: Let’s Make Time

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Good morning!

I hope that whenever you are reading this (morning or not) that you are having a beautiful day.

I wanted to share with you my art journaling session from this morning. Recently I have been trying to get up earlier (if you have been around for a bit you know mornings are not my default happy place) and to make time for a few things that really support me through my day. They are:

Journal Writing: I sit down with my writing journal and just write it all out. Julia Cameron called these “morning pages” in her book “The Artist Way” (this is an affiliate link and you make a purchase using this link I earn a small commission but it doesn’t cost you any more) and it’s one of my favorite practices. When I sit and just let all the words out-let my feelings out, my worries, fears, anxieties, excitements, hopes, wishes-when I make time to let that all out I always feel so much better. I don’t set a number of pages I have to write (Julia recommends in her book 3 pages each morning first thing) but instead I write until I feel better or feel I have come to a stop.

Prayer: I make time for prayer. This past year I have become more and more reliant on my relationship with God and as I am dreaming and seeing things I long to shift and change, I find that dedicated prayer time in the mornings helps remind me to make talking to God a part of the whole day.

Art Journaling: I also spend a little time with paints and paper and my art journal. I mainly work in the mornings in my special focus journal where I just work on capturing not only the energy I’m trying to be but also how I currently am. Yes, I am trying to bring something amazing into my life but that can feel scary at times. In my art journal I can be real with where I am and use the words and paint and glued images to help me let go of fear and embrace trust.

Would you like to join me?

Regardless of the time day can you spend 7 minutes making a little in your journal? If you don’t have an art journal what about a piece of paper and some colored pencils or crayons? Yesterday I just drew on some pages in my writing journal (I had inadvertently skipped 2 pages when writing so I decided to doodle on them instead). There are no supplies needed to just get some creative time in. You can join me by watching the video below.

I would love to hear what you create-please comment below and share your blog if you have one so we can all come see what you are making.

 

Until next time…

-Michele, aka The Dreaming Dilettante

Just ‘Cause

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Fall has arrived.

The air is crisp and I’m finding myself reaching for a sweater through out the day.
I love it.

I have fallen out of the routine of coming to my studio. This past week I was hibernating and it seemed harder to stretch back out into the world-even to the studio I love. It felt as if I had just broken the habit of going and needed to get that started again. I see now though it was a bit more.

My mind had fallen back into production mode. I was silently thinking of what should be accomplished when I get to the studio. I made some really awesome digital artwork last week that I’m really proud of. I am imagining it to be the first collection I share and I was so caught up in what it was supposed to be that I couldn’t get myself back into the practice of making art again.

Digital art feels different to me somehow.
It feels ready made for production and profit.
The art I make with paper, paints and by hand feels more intimate, personal. Like it’s created to reach people, inspire them.

I don’t say this as a statement of fact. It is simply how the process feels to me and how this perception of mine colors my creative process.

I have to realign again with making art simply to enjoy making art.
To paint for no other reason than to enjoy playing with color.
To write because I enjoy telling a story and to share that writing because others might enjoy reading it.

So this week I am focusing on some time to re-connect with my art. To enjoy her once again and to play, once again, without worrying where it will lead but rather to trust the process. One tangible product I am working on is setting up my podcasts onto a new site. I’ll still host them here but the new site will offer some editing software along with the chance to be found on another platform. It will also allow for you to listen on your favorite streaming service so if that’s something you have been looking for I hope to have it up and running soon.

My birthday is this Friday and I am making more time this week for the creative practices I love most. I am hoping to play in my, “Year of Me Journal,” maybe do some writing. I am also doing a bit of a birthday “advent calendar” where each day from Monday-Friday I am going to do something special to mark the lead up to my birthday. Tonight, while making some art in my chilly studio (need to bring a space heater I think) I plan to watch “Hocus Pocus” one of my favorite movies ever. I am less excited for the second one now that I know they didn’t bring back the 3 kids from the original movie. I’m sure I’ll still watch it. Have you seen it? Please let me know if you liked it or not below.

That’s it for me. Wishing you a lovely, creative week!

Until next time…

-Michele, aka The Dreaming Dilettante

 

The Routine of Distraction

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I have been a bit quiet lately.

Introspection is a very natural state for me. Sitting, pondering, pen in hand, notebook, a cup of tea, something sweet. That is a state of being I can exist in quite possibly forever.

During moments of quiet I am communing with something larger than myself. Sometimes praying, sometimes listening, most times just talking, everything makes sense in these moments. It often feels as if I am gifted a set of coordinates and my path is made clear.

Then I step out of contemplation and into the world of doing and things get muddy. Suddenly there is opposition, opinions, obstacles. I find myself shrinking, changing, complying-becoming ever too aware of other people and their role in what I am creating and doing.

I envy people who seem to be undeterred. The people who can seemingly march through life unaffected by anything as they continue on their set course undeterred.
I wonder if it’s as easy for them as it seems. So few things are. I wonder if they worked hard to be this way or if it was part of their identity from birth.

I am often detoured off my set path.
I change course because of an obstacle rather than charging over, through or removing what is blocking my way.
I prefer to journey two-days off course rather than deal with an obstacle-especially if that obstacle appears in the form of another person.

Sometimes this is a lovely way to be. I can float through, discover scenery and places I hadn’t planned and still land at my destination point.

Lately however it has felt that the more detours I take, the more obstacles that show up. I fatigue easily when challenged and it usually leads to my wanting to be at a table in a quiet kitchen with a cup of tea, a journal, a pen and my quiet introspection. The tangible of this world never really lures me the same as the deeper meanings do.

And recently I have been wanting to change this just a bit.

I am tired of forever detouring.
I am tired of letting my plans slide.

During my quiet time this week I realized that being flexible, enjoying a detour are beautiful gifts. It is not something I need to change. Rather I need to add a little discipline.

I need to train my mind to focus on what is important. To block out distractions and all the noise of a world that would forever have me bouncing around from one detour to another all the while stuck in traffic.

It is my easily distracted mind that needs tending.
My passions, my purpose that need my focus.
So I have retreated to strengthen myself.
To make sure that the work I am doing is what I am meaning to do and not just part of the routine of distraction.

I desire real connection with others.
I desire joy, peace, art-making and a thriving creative business that supports all of this.

So I am going back to what I love-writing and making art.
I am pulling away from YouTube (again) since it really doesn’t bring me joy.
I am making my art, finding my style and focusing on doing my thing and sharing it in a way that also feels like me.

I wonder what detours are showing up in your own life.
I would love to hear, please feel free to reply to this email so we can support each other.

In the meantime I am going to keep sharing my podcasts, blog posts, Letters to Creatives and Dilettante TV (and planning to add some more vlog style videos). And soon, I hope to be sharing some more of my art with you.

Until next time…

-Michele, aka The Dreaming Dilettante

You can also follow me on Substack here.

Meeting My Inner Critic

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Today I read a blog post over on Laura Bray’s blog where she talks about her inner critic. It’s a fabulous post and if you are struggling with your own inner critic you might fight some company in her words.

It started me thinking about my own inner critic. I am not new to critic work (and if you would like some assistance on working with and identifying your own inner critic I highly recommend Andrea Schroeder’s work).

I’ve become aware the past few years of the voice that speaks to me all day long.
She’s not kind.
In fact, if she was a person that I interacted with on a daily basis I am pretty sure our relationship would have ended shortly after it began. Perhaps with a few choice words on my part.

Since she is part of me the separation is a bit more difficult. After reflecting on Laura’s post I started to think about my inner critic and how she shows up in my life.

My inner critics pop up in the guise of people I know and are based on what I am doing in the moment. If my house is a mess my inner critic shows up as the person I know would NEVER let her house get messy like that because she is disciplined, structured and routine-all things I am not. Also according to my inner critic my lack of discipline and routine is the very reason for anything unwanted that ever happens to me. If I am short tempered or cranky she shows up as the smiling friend who never let anything get her upset and just let everything roll right off her back. Sometimes she is a chastising mother figure telling me I am not good enough. It doesn’t quite matter the situation or what I am trying to do or avoid doing but it all seems to boil down to my not being good enough. My not being good enough means I am not ready which means just hold off a little longer to do that thing so we can be good enough and ready.

Who knew my inner critic was such a procrastinator?

Of course our inner critics are just the scared parts of ourselves. The parts that want us to stay safe and quiet over there reading our book or maybe writing poetry.  Not poetry to share mind you, just quietly writing in a notebook never to see the light of day. After all if we write poetry and share poetry people might write unkind things about it. And they did. I self-published a chapbook of my poetry and I was amazed at the beautiful and wonderful support I received from my friends and fellow writers from the writers group I was part of at that time. I had a beautiful book launch and felt very supported and loved.

Of course there were the snide comments that came online. The ones that tend to accompany a star rating of some kind. They hurt I won’t pretend they didn’t and it was moments like that where my inner critic was given some real ground to stand on. Of course there are a million reasons she tells me not to share my work.

*Your art isn’t good enough-no one as ever complimented your art ever. (except my 7 year-old son who tells everyone that his Mommy is a real artist).

*That piece looks too much like that other artist-only not as good and you don’t want to get sued for copyright. (even when the art does not look like the other artist and it is my own unique work).

*What if you write something and that person reads it? You know what it’s going to be like the next time you see them? Then they will know you believe in this or that and you know they don’t agree with that kind of thing. You are going to make everyone mad at you.

There is a big one right? Making people upset. I am a people pleaser whole and true. I grew up with an entire family of people who really only cared about how they felt and what was happening to them so there were lots of arguments. I learned I was good at peace-making and everyone really liked it when Michele made the peace by giving in. I liked seeing them happy (for once) so I kept doing it. After all it was so much easier to give in what I really wanted rather than sit and listen to arguing all day. I could never listen to my New Kids on the Blocks tapes that way.

As I have grown and had kids of my own I have tried to be the positive voice in their head. To be the one that is cheering them on rather than the one telling them they can’t or they shouldn’t. What I am realizing now is that we aren’t conditioned by the voices we hear over and over again. We are conditioned by the voices we believe. You can tell someone they are amazing and if they don’t believe it their inner critic voice will be much louder than yours.

I don’t blame anyone else for my own inner critics. We are all just muddling around this life doing what we know how to do the best way we know how to do it. I am sure I am someone else’s negative voice at times whether by my actions or their perceptions. The trick is realizing that we can write a new soundtrack to our lives. One that builds us up when we are doing something. “Your house is a mess! You never were very disciplined at keeping things neat.” Can be responded with, “I know but look at all the fun we had! And my ability to live in the present moment is what makes me happy and my life unique and colorful.”

“That art is never going to sell-you totally messed up this sketch and should have left it alone-you always color in to much!” Can be met with, “I am making art which is something I love to do so by extension I am making more love to go out into the world-that’s an amazing gift!”

Perhaps, over time our inner critics will relax a bit and realize we are already safe and that the opinions or thoughts of others don’t define who we are. The truth is we are so much more than even we can realize or accept and we are the ones who get to define our lives.

Here’s to a weekend of making messes, playing with words and color and maybe wearing some red lipstick-no matter what Maude thinks 🙂

-Until next time…

-Michele, aka The Dreaming Dilettante