Talking turkey with my creative self

DSCN0748At the prompting of Jen Louden, I recently asked my creative self what she was hungry for. I told my creative self I was ready to listen and I wrote while she dictated.

Boy, did she let fly! I confess to being taken aback. My creative self barely stopped short of swearing at me. Let me quote her (removing the more colourful language):

For months without end you’ve been utterly immersed in [various worthy things! Ed] …In all this, I may have got an hour! A scatty distractedDSCN0815 hour if I am lucky!! … You came back here and I was hopeful I’d get some quality time. But what did I get? Nothin’!  When do I ever get that focussed, dedicated time you give [various worthy things. Calm down creative self! Ed]? When does the unhurried dreaming happen?…Wendy, I want to tell you that all that other stuff will totally wait! If you give me a day, just one day, that other stuff will all be there the next day. No-one will have eaten you. No-one will have died.  Pretend the line was down, the power cut…whatever. Just do you and me the enormous good favour of a date! A joy date! A creativity date. VERY SOON! Tomorrow even…what I hunger for is your wholehearted, committed time. [Bold hers!]

DSCN0899So we had a date, myself and I. Four hours.  I turned off the computer and put the phone out of checking reach.  I said aloud to my creative self, OK baby, it’s just you and me. Alone. The two of us. I’m yours.  And we played.  We had a ball.

For an embarrassing number of years I have wanted to make a cane inspired by my handbag* so I did. It was a blast.  I made more pendants than one woman could use.  And the next day when I went back to work on all those waiting things, things flowed. Grace abounded. I achieved more than I had for ages.

I think I heard my creative self muttering ungraciously about how if I divided that one day among all the months she’d been bloody waiting there were still some dates owing blah, blah, blah…. but I can forgive her.  I say the same sort of thing myselExif_JPEG_PICTUREf.

*My elder daughter gave me a handbag by a wonderful Argentinian artist Graciela Fuenzalida for a special birthday and it never fails to bring a smile!  Her faces remind me of Picasso’s Les Meninas!  Her bag inspired my canes.

11 thoughts on “Talking turkey with my creative self

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    1. wendy Post author

      Ann, what a thrill! I have only just realised because of yr comment and must go and look. So excited! Thank y for commenting on the Colourful Journey blog too. The ladies get such a thrill!

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  2. Marlene Brady

    Love, love, love it! You know you must feed your creative soul! And look what came from it….gorgeous colors, modernistic portrait, angles, curves and lines, oh my. I love this piece! I am so glad you got to sit down and create. I also love that you talk and listen to your creative self (smile).

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    1. wendy Post author

      Thank you lovely Marlene! Full credit must go to Graciela whose faces set me off!! And the face of Durga that was on a cement ad in Nepal once. I did have fun tarting them up and doing their hair and jewellery. Like playing with paper dolls when they were around. Which makes me sounds like Methuselah! It has reminded me though how essential this not for any particular purpose play is!

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  3. Sabine Spiesser

    Sometimes it is good if the muse takes a nap. I can so relate to your experience. The muse needs gentle awakening and then takes over… One needs a supportive family in those times.
    The new canes are so cheerful. Love how the different hairstyles alter the personality of the face.

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    1. wendy Post author

      And I have to say my family is very supportive. I am very lucky! I did wonder as I made them if there was a hidden hairdresser just waiting to emerge. Sabine, I have made a grey haired range to launch in April would you believe! When my grey hair gets launched!

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  4. Sarah

    Hello! Just come over here from the Oasis, which I’ve just joined, and this is wonderful. I love your work and sense of play, and I’m now off to have a conversation with MY creative self. Think she might be as cross as yours.

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    1. wendy Post author

      Sarah aren’t you a darling for dropping in. And isn’t the Oasis a joy! Hope your conversation with your creative self was one that resulted in joy and restoration! See you there! Wendy

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  5. Deb Hunt

    I reckon your creative self would be great company, if a little hungry. I love this post Wendy and I can’t wait to go on a play date with my creative self. I’ve been sent to Coventry by her, she’s sulking in a corner and has no intention of coming out to play until the editing is done. Boring, she reckons. She’s right of course. I should award her an afternoon at the community garden soon, there’s plenty of creative play to be had there! x

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    1. wendy Post author

      They can do good sulking these creative selves. And honestly, don’t you wonder where they get some of their lines from?! I guess just acknowledging to your creative self that the date is there will help make a difference! The community garden would be a big help though while she waits! Hand in there both of you! Hugs, Wendy

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