Photo: Illustration by Ralph Steadman
Writing Prompt: What really stresses you out, and how to do take care of yourself when you’re in the midst of *waves at all that*.
What stresses me out: mess, clutter. Unfortunately, I have the unnerving tendency to explode a room in 5 seconds. This is how it usually goes: Day One spent organising, decluttering and generally tidying my space. Feelings of achievement, bliss…vast expansiveness, potential etc. Day Two – can’t find a paint I want to use. I need a certain colour bead. I can’t decide what to wear. Boxes and drawers open. BAM! Day Three given up, living in a pile of same stuff I put away on Day One.
Everything always escapes out of drawers and boxes in my world. And, if I’m honest, I create better when I can see everything in front of me. I get inspired by that little piece of fabric I forgot I had, and found because I was rooting through said drawers.
It’s unfortunate that I usually say to myself – when I’ve tidied, THEN I’ll paint / write / draw / bead / create. It seems I’m always waiting for a time when ‘I’ve got it together’.
Art creates mess by its nature. Art doesn’t required a ‘right time’, not really. The best of it comes as a result of tears, messiness, love, falling down, getting up, delving through the muddy places and running through wild places. Wild places are messy by nature. And I guess, if I was really looking after myself, I would have to just do the work anyway.