Pride comes before a fall.
I confess to being too smug about my recent discipline in the studio. Today it started to unravel. I could have gone but instead I went charity shopping in Wilmslow! I didn’t even find anything I liked. And I’ve just looked in my diary and realised that I have booked non- art things in for every studio day for the next two weeks. I’m really pissed off with myself. it is too easy to see studio time as flexible time – as opposed to paid work time which I just have to do and nothing gets in the way of that. studio time can get filled up with hairdressers, opticians, meetings… And some of it is art-related, which is fair enough, and are hair appointments and eye appointments not part of life and art is part of life, and something about having this ‘free’ time makes me feel expansive and happy and does that not help the creative process? or am I justifying being flaky and thinking I’m an artist when I’m just floating about and saying I’m an artist instead of making art which is what actually makes me an artist. that’s my biggest danger, thinking rather than doing. I spent 40 years doing that.
And the other thing is that a break makes it so much harder to get started again, and allows such insecurities to creep in. Loss of momentum leads to loss of confidence, which is fatal to creativity.
Oh poo!
