Fabric Play

If there was only one piece of advice I could give to those starting out or even on their way but struggling to create, I know exactly what I would say. Always make time to play! Always. Pink sis Boom playIt doesn’t matter what medium you are using–fabric, paint, pencils, film, etc. Set aside time to play. No limits on what you produce. No expectations. No rules.

Deep inside each of us is a loud voice, our internal editor, our harshest critic. This voice likes to be the driving force in all things, at all times. It takes a lot of patience and a lifetime of practice to keep it in its place. The very nature of play is foreign to the internal editor, which makes play the perfect exercise to exorcise that pesky devil.

This is yet another reason I love fabric scraps. Having a little stash of scraps at the ready means I can play whenever I have a free moment. I admit, I spend a great deal of time playing. This is where the ideas come from, where the sparks of creative fire reside. Everything that says “Melissa P” comes from this spirit of play.

Play has no hard and fast rules, except one….let go. Let go of every negative and critical thought. Let go of every past triumph or failure. These are obvious enough, although not necessarily easy. But there’s one more thing to let go of, something you might find counter-intuitive, even anathema. You must let go of your dreams and fantasies for the future. Yes, you read that right…let go of the dreams of glory.

Oh, I know this not a popular idea. You’d be hard pressed to find anyone pinning this thought on Pinterest boards, that’s for sure. In fact, our culture seems to teach us that our lofty goals and dreams of our 15 minutes of fame are the only thing that will make us better, more important people. If only we reach far enough, all our dreams will come true.

It’s deceptive. And very harmful to reaching your full potential, not just as a creative but as a human being. You see, our potential doesn’t lie out there in the stars waiting for us to grasp it. It lies within us. And we must turn inward to reach it.

Play is a way of making room for our potential. It isn’t about pretending to be something we hope to be one day. It isn’t about presenting a different face to the world, trying on masks and personae. It’s about being authentic and true to ourselves in an atmosphere without judgment or rules. It’s from this place that growth begins, releasing the possibilities that have been lying dormant all our lives.

If I could wish one thing for all of you, it would be for you to know the liberating  joy of play.

Spring!

Time waits for no man. Or woman. And certainly for not for any quilter or crafter. The smell of citrus blossoms reminds me it really is Spring. From navel orange blossoms,Bee on orange blossomto Improved Meyer lemon blossoms,lemon blossom openand Mexican lime blossoms,lime blossomsit’s a heady experience to walk from the sidewalk to the front door. Bees are happily filling up on the pollen and the yard is alive with the sound of their industriousness.

I’m prompted to meditate on the effortlessness of Nature, how easily everything works towards its purpose and potential. The trees do not deliberate whether to bloom or not. The bees do not dither over leaving the hive to gather pollen. They simply do what they are meant to do, following the path from beginning to end, never striving to become something other, something different.

It is only us, the sometimes silly, often lazy and at times quite pathetic humans who have lost touch with our purpose. It is only humans who spend time in endless self debate. Only humans waste opportunities to be and to do.  Nature simply is, simply does.

For those of us in the Northern Hemisphere, Spring is a time for us to begin afresh, to leave behind the old ways and the darkness of ignorance. For the Southern Hemisphere, it is time to put things to rest, to take stock and let go of all the baggage that has accumulated. Regardless of where you are at on the globe, you are facing an opportunity to grow. Whether it is putting down roots and blossoming or whether it is storing up energy for the next season, now is the time to be who you are meant to be. Not someone or something else. Not a made up version of who you think you should be. Just you.

Because you are a vital part of this interconnectedness of Life. Your authentic self and all its potential is important. Being the person you are meant to be is the job of your lifetime. Don’t put it off any longer.

Just Do It

drops on leavesDoing. It isn’t always as easy as it sounds. So many traps lie in the way. Usually, those traps seem innocuous or even necessary in themselves. But often, they are excuses for why we aren’t doing.

There’s no end to the things that can get in the way of our Doing. And because we can just add Doing to our long list of things we want to get to in the future, we put it off until later. Until a more convenient time, when things slow down or the spirit moves or we finally feel up to the challenge. Or maybe you want everything to be just right so your Doing will be perfect and without pitfalls.

That last one is a very large trap. Very large indeed. It seems sensible, this perfecting and planning in preparation for the Doing. Even if it all takes place in your head. But the danger of falling into daydreams is real. They distract you from the Doing in heady, almost drug-like ways. You become a lotus eater, lost to the true purpose of your life, content to stagnate.

In this case, you must be your own Odysseus. You must restrain yourself from indulging and drag yourself away from those daydreams. You must act! You must do! 

Yes, it can be a bit scary. Yes, you might fail, maybe evenly spectacularly. And yes, you could be disappointed that your daydreams don’t come true. All of that is possible. And none of it is enough to justify procrastinating.

But something else will happen, something subtle and magical. You will set in motion a chain of events that will lead you to real growth, real adventures and an entirely new outlook on yourself and your place in the world. You will look back on the days before your started Doing and wonder why you took so long to begin.

A Little Imagination Goes A Long Way

Hong Kong Orchid“Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.” 
― Albert Einstein

No discussion of my process would be complete without covering the importance of imagination. I wholeheartedly agree with Einstein. Knowledge has a very important place: skills are necessary to carry out a vision. But without imagination, there is no vision. Without imagination, life is dry and mundane. Nurturing your imagination is crucial to finding your own voice, developing your own style. It is from your imagination that creativity takes flight.

If you don’t already have a well developed imagination, if you rely on the solidity of facts and find comfort in knowledge, you may see the flights of imagination as an exercise in failure. There’s no doubt, the possibility of failure is ever present. The difference between someone who lives a creative life with a highly developed imagination and the knowledge lover is perspective. The creative soul knows failure is the beginning of the next story; whereas the knowledge lover sees only an ending–a humiliating, avoidable ending.

You won’t always find highly creative people talking about their failures. There is a tendency to see this as a fault, that somehow they are being inauthentic by not letting us in all their foibles and failings. I see it differently. The people who are living full creative lives don’t have time to wallow in failure. It’s a luxury they, and you, cannot afford. Any lengthy discussion of particular failures is counterproductive. The important thing is not that they failed, but what they did after the failure occurred. 

Imagination and creativity are forward moving. They do not dwell on the past. They do not perpetually revisit previous successes any more than their failures. If you want to grow your imagination and develop your creative spirit, you must let go of your insecurities and doubts. You must set down the accolades and praise from your prior triumphs. There is no other way to soar. 

There are nurturing things you can do for yourself right now. Things that will build your creative muscles and give you strength for the hard work. Don’t wait until later–until next month, next year or the next phase of your life. Start now. Start here:

  • Spend time with people who are imaginative and creative. Even if you can only find these people online. Even if it’s simply a tentative reaching out to other like-minded souls.
  • Do! There is no substitute for doing. None. Nada. Zip. 
  • Observe. This is not in place of doing but in conjunction with it. Train yourself to notice the small details. You’ll be amazed at all the things you’ve missed.
  • Forget about playing it safe. Take a chance and give yourself permission to fail.

There are additional things. However, these are the ones I personally consider the most important. If you want to move forward creatively this year, don’t put it off.  Jump right in and starting flailing. I’m here cheering you on. I’ll even toss you a pole and fish you out if you need it. 

Mr. Sandman, Bring Me A Dream

Egyptian MintHaving finished the book I mentioned earlier, Dreamland: Adventures in The Strange Science of Sleep by Randall, I’m left feeling a bit bereft. Disappointed by the lack of new information and oddly amused by the things that weren’t mentioned. It’s mostly my own fault, I admit. My expectations were out of proportion. 

It is a sign of my imaginative personality and psychological makeup that I find value in dreams. Dreams are not an evolutionary artifact, a vestigial remnant of some unknown process our brains have outgrown. Dreams are mysterious, and for the most part, uncontrollable–the very reason science dismisses them. They are not quantifiable. They appear out of the mists of unconscious thought and return to the deepest dark, all unbidden. 

For all the knowledge we have gained, for all the strides science has made, we do not understand the true nature or purpose of dreams. We can only surmise and dismiss. It is human nature to deride what we cannot explain or understand. In the increasingly specialized and highly compartmentalized world in which we live, it seems there is very little mystery left. And for most, there is not even room for that small remnant.

But for all that we know, and all that we believe we can explain, there remains a great deal beyond our reach and understanding. Dreams remain one of those inexplicable things. And that suits me just fine. For without the journey into the unknown, without the mysteries and the dreams, creativity would cease. For what is creativity but the exploration of these places, dark and unfathomable recesses full of potentialities and possibilities. 

It Takes More Than Inspiration

Inspiration is everywhere. You don’t need to look any further than Pinterest to see that inspiration without execution can be a complete waste of time. Not that Pinterest can’t be useful, but if you’ve spent any time over there, you know exactly what I mean.Budding HydrangeaInspiration needs an outlet. Be inspired but don’t let that inspiration fade away into nothing. Do something with it. If your medium for expression is drawing, draw.  If it’s painting, paint. If it’s writing, write. If it’s fabric, start cutting.fat quarter fabric bundlesWhatever form it takes, keep yourself stocked with the supplies required. How many times have you heard someone say, maybe even yourself, they would have done something creative if only “___”.  Fill in the blank.  If only they’d had paper and pen when the moment struck.  If only they’d had the right fabrics to execute the idea in their head. If only, if only, if only. 

I don’t know about you, but this is not a litany I enjoy hearing–from myself or anyone else. I don’t want to get to the end of my life and have nothing but empty excuses.  I want to leave a trail of creativity behind, a trail blazed in color and pattern that meanders through the greater tapestry of this point in space and time.

Nothing is going to happen if you don’t get up and start executing those inspirations. They don’t manifest themselves. It takes time, effort and a lot of energy.  There may be some false starts, some complete failures. But it’s all part of the process. Every bit of it is necessary. Carolina talked about this on her blog this week. Her attitude is right on.

Don’t be afraid to make mistakes. Just start doing. It’s a new month today, the perfect place to begin building new habits.

The Boring Middle and A Bit On My Process

We’re in the middle of things here.  The boring middle. I bet you didn’t even know it. It’s true though. Lots of neat things coming up over the next month or so. I can’t share them yet and it’s killing me.  Because these are fun projects and cool things. However, it isn’t up to me, so we’ll just have to wait out the boring middle.Going Places Bag SketchIn the meantime I’m working on turning some projects into patterns. Like this one. I’m almost done with the writing and the diagramming. Two more complicated diagrams and I’ll be ready to get photos.Going Places Bag Sketch InsideI’ve been thinking a bit about my process lately. It isn’t something I give much thought to under normal circumstances. But I’m starting to think about it in relative terms. Mostly, because I have a tendency to think most people are like me–that they create the same way I do, get ideas the same way, etc. I suppose we all have this tendency to default everyone to our “normal”.

Some of the things need to be mulled over a bit more before writing about them. For now, I thought it would be a good exercise to show you one way that my process works. For this bag, it started with some doodling. I have several Moleskine journals for this kind of doodling and recording. I wish I could say they are all nearly full but that would be a lie. A big fat one too.  They’re woefully thin on doodles and sketches. However, good things pop up in there. Like this.

I had no visual image of the bag when I started. I just began sketching lines. The lines turned into the bag. The bag took on some shape, got some personality and finally looked like something I could interpret into fabric. More sketches followed but these were the technical things–what would the pieces look like, how many, rough sizes, etc. From there, it went to the cutting table and the simple pencil lines became a three dimensional bag in colorful fabrics. 

All of that is the easy part. For me at least. It’s the pattern writing part that seems to drag. Switching brains like that isn’t always easy. I would much rather get back to the fabric and discover the next project. I can hear it even now, chattering in the background.

Moving Along

Image obtained from Wikimedia Commons
Blogging seems to come easily around here.  After all, this is the 400th post in less than two years!  It could easily have been more, trust me.  Fortunately, my internal editor has been at work; otherwise, you would have been subjected to rants, tirades and other useless moaning..  Hopefully, you’ve found something good here–something inspiring or thought provoking.  
Because it isn’t about me.  It’s about creativity and passion and color and Life.  I’m just a conduit.  That’s all any of us are.  The moment you believe that you are the source of an original thought or idea, that you have generated something new and fantastic, you’re sunk.  I’m not going to philosophize.  I’ll just remind you that “There is nothing new under the sun.”
To be a Creative, you must let go of everything.  Of all your expectations, your dreams, your ego driven fantasies.  If you want to live it, you have stop playing at it.  You have to put all your energy into moving forward.  The steps may be small and halting at times.  That’s okay.  Just move along with your hands open, ready to accept what comes your way.  Because if your hands have a death grip on your small minded ideas of your future, you will miss out on the blessings that come your way.  And all the possibilities that present themselves will evaporate.
I’m moving forward, hands and arms wide open, ready to be astonished by what is yet to come.  Who’s with me?

That Other You

Last week I read Dr. Aboujaoude’s book.  It was interesting, easy to follow but very disturbing.  If you think that an e-personality is something only virtual gamers have–guess again.  According to Dr. Aboujaoude, if you’re using technology that in any way depends on the Internet, you have one.  Even if all you do is email, you have an e-personality.  Or if you only text on your cell phone.  The more involved you become online, the more likely your e-personality is quite different from your real personality.

This book warns about the ways our psychologies are changed.  Some of them seem inconsequential.  Others are glaringly detrimental.  The Internet is not going away.  And while many good things come about because of the connectedness the Internet provides at near instantaneous speeds,  there are down sides. 
The anonymity of online interactions brings out the worst in people–everything from rudeness and name calling to lying and cheating.  Emoticons and texting have created the assumption that abbreviations and incomplete sentences are acceptable forms of communication.  An overload of trivial information leaves us feeling knowledgeable about everything when it’s much more likely that we know a tiny bit about a lot of things and nothing of great substance about any one thing.  The implications of all of this is far reaching and worth some thought.

Of course, our fast paced lives, lived at break neck speed thanks to the ubiquitous online umbilical cord, leave us very little time for thought.  Turning it off is a start.  Set aside time every day where the computer is off limits, the cell phone is actually off and do things in your very real life.  Think, play, have a conversation with a friend face to face.  Remember when your parents used to tell you to “Go outside!  Play!”  Well, that’s my advice.  Go outside your electronic house and play!  Live and enjoy your real life.
 

Indirect Inspiration

Image in public domain courtesy of Dohduhdah,obtained at Wikimedia Commons

I recently purchased a wonderfully inspiring book, The Natural History Book: The Ultimate Visual Guide to Everything on Earth published by DK Publishing.  It is heavy with images of spectacular form and color.  One section that I find visually stimulating is the one on fungus.

Image in public domain courtesy of Dohduhdah,obtained at Wikimedia Commons

I’m intrigued by the shapes and the textures.  The way a ruffled ear grows off an oak or a cap unfurls from its stem.  Some spread, others reach.  Some grow stacked.  Some keep to themselves.

Image in public domain courtesy of Dohduhdah,obtained at Wikimedia Commons

The colors and patterns can seem quite outrageous for such a humble plant.  More outrageous still are the toxins contained in some of them. 

The inspiration I find in images like those in my new book is a certain type of inspiration.  I think of it as Indirect Inspiration.  I look at them and notice things about them.  However, I do not have a purpose in mind.  Nothing I am setting out to do or imitate.  I just let them get inside my imagination.  They live there and mix with all the other things I absorb indirectly.

It’s a lot like growing mushrooms.  The spores settle down into the dark without any further attention.  One day, they break through and become something remarkable.  I do not know the What or the When or the Where.  And certainly not the Why.  But in time and under the right conditions, they will metamorphose.  Part of living a creative life consists of opening yourself up to inspiration–even the mundane things underfoot and the inconspicuous ones overhead–because you never know what might be there waiting for the fertile ground of your imagination.