This transition is getting me down. I thought, for years! that when I had time, I would make art, a LOT of art.
Yet I find myself lounging around on the porch, reading and napping. I'm napping a lot these days. I try to get energized to do something creative. Yesterday I pulled out all the unfinished visual journals laying around ...
There are a LOT of these! I looked at each of them and found a couple I might want to continue working/playing in ...
I'm simply not inspired to fill these books. This week the highlight was making a new art journal. But now I'm not sure what I'll "do" in it. This morning I have the idea to make a "summer journal" - whatever that means. I'll probably make it ... because at least I'll be creating something.
But when will I be inspired to work on my unfinished art quilts? I use the excuse that I haven't organized my space to work with fabric yet ... what does that mean anyway?
Days go by ... and I don't do anything. I know I'm in the "Neutral Zone", I recognize the signs. And I know (at least in my head) that that stage passes ... and a "New Beginning" begins. But in my heart, I'm disappointed that I'm not taking advantage of this time to create.
However, I must be kind to myself and not beat myself up over this. Besides, I teach a summer course starting in two weeks. Then I'll have the excuse "If only I had more time."