I am an Air Force brat, a self-taught artist, and a part-time mom these days. I work out my artistic demons by making stuff and trying to find the humor when things go wrong. I have a spouse, two grown kids and cats that barf and bring horrible things into the house, so things do go wrong. My youngest is in college and only home during breaks, so I'm almost an empty nester, alone more than not and trying to figure out this new stage of life. Time to make a mess.
September 29, 2010
My Inner Critic is Yelling
Oh double ugh! I look at what I do and wonder about why I do it, and think and think and criticize and think some more. I have to take ownership of squashing the fun of being creative. Next, I have to figure out how to knock it off. I should remember to play, whether it's playing with paint or clay or the sewing machine. Maybe I can find a good old fashioned coloring book. That takes the pressure off.
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You are not alone in these feelings. I think every artist goes through this with work they are creating. I just had one of these critical moods this week. I was sculpting some pieces and thought they were so "inspired" and fun when I was working on them. Two days later, I pulled them out of the kiln and wondered what I ever saw in them. Triple ugh. I think things can change easily with art and with our moods. I think the best advice I have for both of us ... is to trust the beginning inspiration that created these creations, recognize the inner critic that is talking but try not to react to it and just keep going. Tomorrow, it can all switch again and delight just might replace the anx.
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