Photo: Creation of an Abstract Mural, Glass, by LaurMG, Creative Commons
I just wrote four paragraphs about creating art, and about how I put my creativity on hold when I was in college and never let it back out of its cage after that and how it has fought me ever since, and I read back over those four paragraphs and I hated them even more than I hate run-on sentences. So I used my conveniently placed “delete” key and now you don’t have to suffer through them.
What I want to say is this: I feel an art project coming on this weekend. And I’m also feeling a very strong push to go back to school for some kind of artsy endeavor. I miss making things. And I want to explore how to coax that part of myself out to stretch and sniff the air.
How is that going to happen? I have no idea but I feel I am being called to do it, so I better figure it out.