It's a great pity that I'm at my most creative when find myself outside the "normal range" of the mood spectrum. Maybe because, whenever I diverge to the negative end, it's so imperative that I create, to halt the downward spiral, that I can't not do it.
I relate to people who won't take medication because it makes them "normal" - even though I'm not one of them. Being well-functioning takes priority now, even at the cost of some creativity. My mood has been stable for the past several years, which you can see by the lack of posts in that period. It's not that I don't create, it's that what I make doesn't have soul, or meaning or message. Or depth. And that is the kind of work I mean by "I art therefore I am".
I used to have much more time, but I'm studying at the moment - to become self-supporting again - so the pace of the work is much slower. There will probably not be much finished work posted here, just work-in-progress, as and when there is time to progress.
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I'm finally getting around to using the fabric I rusted a long time ago.. I don't know if it's the Nordic influence now, maybe the naked winter trees, but I've moved to a phase of subdued colours - brown and grey, which I used to think were dull; practically non-colours. But now I discover that there are many, many shades of those and it's very interesting to see what you can do, when they're so muted.
