I love to do creative things – write, draw, paint, dance, sew, crochet, etc. I may not be any good at some of them, but I love doing them. The other day I was wondering where my creative need comes from, because I’ve never thought of myself as particularly artistic.
It suddenly hit me the other day that I come from a long line of creative people. Something I knew, but never really considered until recently. My paternal grandfather was an extremely good artist. Unfortunately, a mental breakdown and electric shock treatment seemed to burn that creative spark out of him. I treasure the few pieces I have of his.
My maternal grandmother was creative, too. When I was small, she was always painting ceramics. In the 70’s, she owned her own kiln and we would buy bisque ware, clean it, and then fire them in her kiln before we would paint them. She was a poet. She wrote poetry for herself, but also for other people. She was often asked to write poems for birthdays, retirements, and obituaries. In her later years, she took up oil painting. I still have some of her work.
My mother was also very creative. We didn’t have a lot of money growing up, so she sewed most of our clothes when we were little. She could create a pattern for anything out of thin air. She once helped me create (from scratch, no pattern) Star Trek uniforms for my brother and I to wear to a convention. (Yes, we’re those nerds.)
My mom taught me all kinds of creative skills. She was a troop leader at one point for my sister, and they were always making something. They had one project where they transferred designs from coloring pages onto wood, carved them out, and then painted them.
She taught me to knit, to crochet, and to latchhook. (Does anyone do latchhook anymore?) I learned how to cross-stitch, crewel, and embroider with her. We even did macramé at one point. (Jute plant holder, anyone?)
It’s funny how for all these years I’ve resisted labeling myself as artistic. I was surrounded by all these creative people, which I recognized, but I never thought of myself the same way.
Over the past several years, I’ve come to realize that most people are artists – although in many different ways. So, though I still often suffer from that dreaded imposter syndrome, these days I consider myself an artist.
Once again, I am behind schedule. I have been working on my sticker business, creating stickers and figuring out what works for me. If I wouldn’t use it, I don’t want to sell it.
It’s taken more trial and error than I had anticipated. I wanted to start offering my monthly sticker kits in February, but since I’m behind, now I’m aiming for March. Le sigh.
However, there is good news. I’ve been creating stickers and I’m happy with how they’ve turned out so far. I’ve avoided posting pics of what I’ve created because I want to wait until I have them ready for sale (i.e., when I’ve finally decided if I’m going to plunge into Etsy). But since I’m not going to sell this February kit, I thought I’d share it.
My picture taking skills still need work, but here’s what the first two pages of the kit look like:
It’s not perfect (the kit or the picture), but I’m working on it. I am going to use this kit myself for February. I made a winter-themed kit for January that I’m using as well. I didn’t think initially that I would need weekly kits, but I am going to try creating some of those as well.
Using kits like these are any easy way to make my planner prettier, while still remaining functional. There is a third page with some additional full and half boxes, as well as some script and scalloped stickers.
Here’s a picture of the kit in use:
I think it turned out pretty well, though my sticker application skills could use some work. As could my photo skills, since there are weird shadows on my photos – I took this using a light box and they’re still there. I guess I need to use the light box and my ring light.
I made these for my classic Happy Planner, but I’m struggling to keep from purchasing the other sizes and brands to see which one I like better. I have to say, I love the disc system and the fact that I can take the pages out and write without the discs getting in my way.
My next tasks are to improve my photography, get busy creating for March kits, and working on other functional stickers.
I did a blog post about the 5 things I hate about blogging, so I thought I should follow it up with a post with 5 things I love about blogging. I’m not a masochist, so there must be things I like about it, or I wouldn’t keep doing it. I’ve been blogging off and on since, well, probably since around 2000. (That was just, like, two years ago, right?) So, what is it about blogging that keeps me coming back?
#1 – Writing
I love writing. It’s something in my life that I’ve been told I’m good at. That’s debatable, but whether I’m any good at it or not, I love doing it. And that’s what counts, right? I love taking all the jumbled up thoughts in my head and getting them down on the page. I do most of my writing on the computer these days, but sometimes I like to kick it old school and sit down with a pen and paper and just write.
I’d love to write a book someday. (All writers/bloggers say that, don’t they?) I think the problem has been that the book people tell me I should write isn’t a book I want to write. I’m still trying to figure out what kind of book I would like to write. Which is probably why I haven’t written it yet.
In any event, blogging lets me empty my head onto the page. Then I have room for more thoughts – and so on and so forth. Plus, it’s good practice. What’s that old adage about practice? You have to practice something for 10,000 hours to be a master at it? I’m not sure even 10,000 hours is enough to master writing, but blogging does let me at least get some of that practice in. (Even if it still doesn’t keep me from ending sentences with a preposition!)
#2 – Community
Blogging lets me find other people who are interested in the same things I am, without having to put myself in awkward social situations. And if I’m in them, they’re generally awkward. 😛
We’re all searching for our ‘tribe’ – for me, that’s not people who have the same views and ideals I do. I mean, those people are great, but I also like interacting with people who have different views and having deep philosophical discussions about why they have the views they do. I hate small talk and chit-chat, but I love being able to have long, drawn-out, deep conversations with people.
One of the other appeals about blogging is that it allows me to reach people I would never be able to in real life. I live in a rural area in a small town, and so being able to find people all over the world through blogging who share my interests is amazing.
#3 – Learning
I am a lifelong learner – I love to learn. I am one of those people who loved school. I’d be a perpetual student if I could afford the tuition. Blogging lets me explore all kinds of things I would never have been able to otherwise.
In the years I’ve been blogging, I’ve learned about SEO, marketing, technology, and a whole host of other things I would never even have been exposed to otherwise. I tell my husband I’ve learned just enough to be dangerous – a running joke, because I have by no means learned all the things I could or should about those things.
Every day is a new adventure in blogging, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
#4 – Being Creative
Everyone talks about “finding your passion” and “architecting your best life.” I don’t like either one of those expressions. Finding your passion and making a living at your passion are two completely different things. Some of us are lucky enough to find a job/career that lets us do both, but most of us don’t. Blogging is a passion because it feeds my soul in a way nothing else does. That’s why I keep coming back to it – because being creative – whether with my writing or something else – feeds my soul and keeps me happy. I’ll probably never make a living with my writing, and that’s okay.
As for “architecting my best life,” I think that’s a load of bull. We only get one life. So by definition, it is both your worst and your best, because it’s the only one you get. I do the best I can, and I think that’s all you can ask of anyone. Blogging is part of my ‘best life,’ because it helps me be a better and more rounded person.
#5 – Stats
I know I said in the previous post that I hate stats, and I do. I have a love/hate relationship with them. Because if my stats show growth, I love them. But if they don’t, I hate them. It’s like having someone constantly judging you and that is exhausting. No one can be ‘on’ all the time – it’s not humanly possible. But, of course, we all want to do well, and having concrete data that you’re not doing as well as you’d like can be soul crushing some days.
I take the same approach to stats as I do to social media. I dip my toe in, but I try to limit the amount of time and energy I devote to them. Because in the grand scheme of things, what random people on the internet think of me or my writing doesn’t matter. I mean, I want you all to love me, of course, but it isn’t the end of the world if you don’t. 😀
What about you? What do you love or hate about blogging? What keeps you coming back?