Over dinner last night, my mother said to me: “I’m glad you found an outlet for your creative juices.”
The other day I raided her quilt scraps and had grand plans of sewing some headbands. Unfortunately I didn’t inherit my mother’s amazing seamstress-genes and I got intimidated to try sewing these theoretical headbands before I ever got started.
“I got the impression,” mom continued, “that when you asked me about fabric scraps the other day, that you were feeling the need to be creative.”
It’s so refreshing to be around people that understand the need to express pent-up creative energy. For people who don’t experience it themselves, it is hard to explain: It’s no different than the frustration a runner feels when they haven’t tied on their track shoes recently, the jonesing an outdoorsman feels to book a trip to the mountains after a stint of city-life, or even the hunger pangs any average person experiences when they skip lunch. It’s not a desire that comes on as a whim; it’s a longing to use your hands and your mind to mold something from nothing.
Defeated by the sewing machine, I instead pulled out a sketch book and some pencils. I was inspired by John Hung Ha, an artist whose work I’d seen at an exhibit back in Nashville a few years ago. I adore his koi and goldfish paintings and have been lusting after a print ever since I first saw them. (Unfortunately at $1,200 and up, I’m not in the market right now.)
So, I’m on a kick and decorating my little world with sketches of happy, colorful fish. I’ve been having ideas left and right … and me and a bucket-o-ModPodge says this is going to be a good time!
Do you ever feel the need to be creative?
What other hobbies or interests call to you in the same way?
