Whereby my firsts are really only a one-moment-in-time kind of experience, the art class actually forced me to take part in a process. And truthfully, I really enjoyed losing myself in it.
I guess there really is something to allowing concepts to sink in, thought to percolate, building on experience and ultimately, to create something. But whereas creation is gratifying, the path, the process, was the healing. It was probably one of the, if not the only, truly fulfilling first so far.
We all have creativity within us. But when you work an office job and don't have a natural inclination towards any one outlet, you're hard done by to tap into it. I speak for myself, of course. And although I do get excited about a good power point (seriously), I really wanted to take my brain out of the equation and insert my soul in its place.
So when I saw this 4 week course on altering photos by hand, I got really juiced. Side bar: weird expression, "...to get juiced.". I wonder where that came from? Seemed fitting for some reason...so let's go with it....
Anyway, the class was going to let me take images and collage, draw, paint, cut and glue all over them! It was exactly like kindergarden and I that's exactly how it felt! On the first day I was so excited I couldn't wait for the teacher to stop instructing. Let me at'er!!!!
With little butterflies of excitement bubbling up as I sat down to my first experiment, I quickly lost myself in the exercise and looked up at the clock to see we were just shy of our 3 hour mark.
Although the actual products were, it wasn't so much the outcome I appreciated but the medtiative qualities of the time spent in class; in the process. To truly lose myself in a task, to free my inner voice and a little bit of my heart, was super restful, super fulfilling. I loved it.
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