The other night, I don’t know what came over me, but I decided to do a little doodle on a piece of college ruled paper and then color it all in. It ended up taking me a few hours, but I enjoyed every moment of it.
This is something I used to do a lot when I was younger. My kindergarten teachers would actually tell my mom that they could tell what mood I was in by the colors I used in my art on any given day. If I used a lot of bright colors, it meant I was in a good mood and if I used a lot of dark colors, it meant that something was bothering me. This is how naturally art and creativity came to me when I was younger.
As I got older, art class was no longer a scholastic requirement, electronics became a bigger distraction and used up a lot of my time, and school work became heavier. It wasn’t until I was a sophomore in high school when I realized I had not taken an art class for two years and I was losing, in my opinion, one of the most important aspects of myself. I felt like I lost my creativity and I had no idea how to find it again. I was afraid that losing my creativity was just a part of growing up. It wasn’t until my senior year of high school that I was able to take an art class and it was lovely. When I was creating things in this class, I felt pieces of my creativity coming back, but I knew it still was not necessarily all there.
But, the other night, when I spent hours on that abstract doodle, something just took over me and it felt amazing. It was in that moment that I knew my creativity never left me. It only was clouded by other, less important things like stress.
I now realized that my creativity is quite possibly the most child-like thing about me and stress, worry, and anxiety are definitely the least child-like things about me. The problem is, these things don’t live well together. But in moments when I am in a chill mindset, I am able to exercise all of my creativity and it is a beautiful feeling.
I hope you have a creative day!
Until next time,
Phoenix
Morgan Peace 