Dibble. Dabble. Dop. I tote my camera in one hand and a trowel in the other. I snap a shot here and dig a little there. I head in and bang away at the computer or I grab some beads, fabric and needle, or hook and yarn. All around me life is in bloom, inside and out, and I want to capture it all in one form of expression or another.
Much of my life I’ve been accused of having my heads in the clouds. I’ve been asked why I don’t finish all the projects I start. I enjoy multitasking in creative endeavors. I find that one creative venue feeds another. Others most likely see me as a creative mess. In my favor, I must say that I can put a way a project and pick it back up years later and continue. Of course, this means I have to store all this “stuff”. Needless to say, I am too embarrassed to admit how many unfinished novels and quilts I have stashed away.
It has been suggested that I might want to stick with one hobby. They say one can actually practice a talent and master it – I prefer to dibble and dabble in many different mediums. I do what I do for the pure enjoyment of it. If by some chance I publish the next best seller or become a famous fiber artist, it will be purely accidental.
I honestly wish I could do one thing really well, but one thing is so boring and confining. I need to stretch my imagination and creative limits. I confess I suffer from creative ADD… that’s my story, and I’m sticking to it!
Living in the Gap
April 6, 2012 – Hostile atmosphere
Today is gloomy. The air is thick and cool yet there is no mist. Squirrels drop cones from the tall pines. Several bees buzz over my head and birds chatter furiously in the trees. Blue jays chase crows and dogs bark at other dogs. Car horns honk and sirens blast along the boulevard. Can we blame the lack of sunshine for the busy aggression of the day?