It’s been a minute since I last got to sit down and put pen to paper or fingers to keys in this case. But the point stands that living has been busy but exciting. I sometimes feel as though my own creative goals and outlets are hurried aside when I find myself in a deep rhythm of working then sleeping then working and sleeping.
Those are the flows of life. Gain money and then do the thing you desire with that money. I work with my hands which can be particularly physical and so, some evenings I find myself tired which ends up in me not really doing anything creative. I tend to myself, eat well and maybe play guitar or read a book and then the next day commences.
That’s ok. Whilst I miss days that were spent making photos and travelling there is also time, spent working, to improve and get better. I work as a carpenter which is a craft in itself. This really helps me understand the trade off from freedom to create with working and making money. It has helped me fund previous creative endeavours and without a doubt will again in the future.
I spent all of Sunday at the beach. I surfed fun and chunky waves in the morning and then took my camera along the beach for a walk. I never said I couldn’t fit creativity into a busy schedule it just had a little less time right now. And that’s ok. Cruising at your own pace and making things as you see fit is my current mode of operation.
Be kind to yourself and thanks for being here
Steve
Thanks for sharing, man. I’ve been feeling that same rhythm lately: today’s quieter, maybe less thrilling work funding tomorrow’s art-pilgrimage. It's easy to imagine the ideal as a full integration - but I've lived that before, and honestly, sometimes having a bit of distance helps the creative process breathe. I read a line the other day that stuck with me: “There must be a movement back and forth, from the mountaintop to the marketplace.” Or beach, you get it.
Lovely! You can almost hear the sound of the waves and smell the salt!