extension of SELF …

The more creative things I do, the more I am realizing how these things I create are truly an extension of me. I mean, I get this, like from a logical mind standpoint. Now, I’m FEELING it. My art is my truth. I’m getting more and more comfortable with sharing my truth and LIVING my truth, and in turn, I am getting more comfortable with sharing my art and not needing anyone else’s praise to validate my creations/talent (although, I’m totally cool with this FYI). This is because I love meeeee so much more than ever and I trust in me and in my abilities. And I create because I love it, like really love it.

Sometimes, I get these cravings in my body to do something creative. It’s kind of like feeling horny, but I feel crafty. Anyone else get that? Anyone? …

So anywho, this self-acceptance did not come easily to me for most of my life. Therefore, I hid my talent from everyone and most importantly, myself. Interestingly, the shift in my own mindset came about from other people trusting in me more than I consciously trusted in me. When I lived at the Omega Institute, a woman looked at something I was making and told me that not just anyone can do that. Really? Cause, I honestly didn’t think there was anything special about me and my abilities. She definitely struck something in me …

Then, I started working at lululemon 2 months after Omega and I wrote out some of our chalk nameplates because, simply, “I liked handwriting.” Everyone I worked with saw my nice handwriting as so much more than that though. They asked me to hand-write all the nameplates whenever product was moved around or new product came in. I was happy to oblige. And then … THEN, they asked me to do more and bigger things with chalk. “Huh? Me? I can’t do that.” (I said that more often in my head than out loud.) So, I did them. Slowly, like reeeeeally sloooooowly, at first. They liked it. I did more. I got faster. Because I got more confident. And started to recognize my talent, rather than just accepting that other people liked what I did. Wow, I didn’t realize I had this inside me. Pretty fucking awesome.

Creativity and finding my truth have gone hand and hand for me these past couple of years. I create to find my truth and finding my truth helps me create – to create organically, with no agenda or need. Well, sometimes, I have an art job that needs to get done. However, it still feels more like something I want to do and am happy to do. That’s HUGE!

OK, so why the pics of my furniture, other than the fact that they are my creations? I was thinking one day about the process of furniture designing. I doodle. Those doodles turn into potential furniture pieces. I then expand on the ones that speak to me. And I break them down to figure out how to build them – the hardware, the materials, the joinery, the dimensions, etc. I change the design as needed to make it buildable and structural and usable. This is my life. I doodle. Exploring new things. New adventures. I then expand on those that speak to me. And I break them down to figure out if they are truly an extension of me – am I passionate about this? Does it serve me? What support do I need? Can I build on myself and grow as a person? What do I need to do this? I try things. I change them as needed. I trust in the person I’ve created. As I trust in the furniture I’ve created. Both strong. Both beautiful. Both built of energy and love. Hell yeah!

All of these strong, beautiful, energetic and loving creations are for sale by the way. The furniture, that is. Not me ;)

www.etsy.com/shop/firstlightcreative

 

 

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