I create almost every day. Often most of the day. I don't think a lot about whether I am inspired or not. Creating is my work; my vocation, it's what I do and I just do it. But occasionally, maybe once or twice a week, I hit a blip of feeling actively uninspired. Where suddenly I feel yuck at the thought of working on my painting or drawing or whatever it was that I had planned. Not just not excited but almost repelled. This is usually kinda scarey. It might be a painting in a series that I have been excited about. It might be a plan for an art journal page that had filled me with enthusiasm. Or it might be continuing some entirely new project.I get scared because I wonder what it means. Will I be able to finish that painting series? Will I have to give up art journaling? (what about my students? my classes?) And sometimes those scary thoughts are true. I have had to give up on a series of paintings, I did have to stop teaching beadweaving. My interest went and it didn't return.
But more often, much much more often, it just indicates that that particular painting or journal page or project is not what I need to work on today. I need to draw rather than paint. I need to leave the new project for a while. I need to try approaching a different journal page in a new way. Later I will come back to what I had planned with fresh eyes and fresh inspiration.
Why did I write this post today? Because I am feeling bored with my art journal.
So I might just pick up the new muslin journal and see what happens.
Sometimes when I feel like this I even clean the studio. Only as a last resort though, tee hee.








