I was procrastinating tonight. I had planned to work on a bracelet that someone had asked me to make for a Christmas present but that was going to be after I went grocery shopping, filled up the tank with gas and had dinner. Of course, after that, I needed to vacuum and the next thing you know, I found myself on a ladder, sorting boxes on shelves in my storage closet. That was the point where I said, okay, enough is enough, now it's just getting silly.
I love making jewellery, so why exactly was I procrastinating? The only thing I can think of is the fact that it was because I HAD to do something. It wasn't a bracelet that I was going to sit down and make up out of thin air, the swirls in my brain and the beads on hand. Well, technically it was,but it was also tied up with, "can you make this for so and so in this general style and these colours for this price?" It was as if my creative muse was resisting the pull of practicality, or perhaps rebelling against the idea of someone else telling it what to do.
The good news is, once I forced myself to sit down at the table with the bead stuff and make a start, it was easy to get going and I enjoyed myself. The bracelet isn't quite finished but all the little dangly bits are made, all I have to do is attach them to the chain, add a clasp and I'm done.
As Scarlett O'Hara would say, "Tomorrow's another day!" I'll finish it then. :)
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Cynthia, I have found that I sometimes suffer from the same affliction - I call it "forced creativity". It is sometimes hard to do a project that someone has requested. I think it is the limitations that are set upon us artists that just goes against our grain. Give me a bags of me and tell me to run with it - that I can do. But give me specific beads, with an end result in mind and I would rather do the laundry.
You are not alone....
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