Monday, December 1, 2008

Art Blog: Creative Head Tripping

“I don't think of myself as making art. I do what I do because I want to, because painting is the best way I've found to get along with myself.”
Robert Rauschenberg

I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. The Universe is doing a real number on my head. I guess this is another art LIFE lesson. I was preparing to go back to work today. Last night I sat and thought about this past nine days of working strictly as an artist. It was so wonderful. I got so much done. I felt so rejuvenated and refreshed. Today was a very good day at work. I was happy. The students were happy. I realized how content I felt. I haven’t felt this way in a long time. As I worked today, I came across the Rauschenberg quote written above. It was such perfect timing for me to read that quote. I too find I get along with myself much better when I focus on creativity. I came home and immediately started working on an art idea. It is exciting because it is one of those ideas you can’t wait to get done.

Joyously, I concluded this past week I really love my life here. I love my nice, quiet house with all my stuff in it. My whole, happy world lives within these walls. I love having my studio right here. I love this area of the country. I even love the money and security my job provides me. (I am just worried the students are going to help me have a nervous breakdown. LOL) However, if I didn’t have this job I couldn’t buy all my art supplies, computer equipment, pay art fees, or mail out all these art packages I completed this week. I think having these days off offered me time to relax and think a bit more clearly. My attitude has improved immensely and I have been basking in my own contentment.

Then the head tripping stuff came:

As I worked on my new art project this afternoon, I got an email from one of the colleges to which I sent application materials. The email was asking if I was still interested in the job and some other questions that got me all in a tizzy. My whole insides got stirred up and that little voice of panic started yelling “Get me out of here, get me out of here…” all over again. There goes my CALM. I actually had to get myself together. My heart started palpitating. I felt like flapping my arms like wings. I thought:
"Darn it UNIVERSE! Why do you do stuff like this? I was finally feeling like I was smooth sailing and then the boat starts to rock again!”
Hmmmmmmmmmmm. I know this has to do with something I am supposed to learn. It will become crystal clear as time goes on. I just wish I knew what it is all about right now!
Argghhhhhhhh!! LOL LOL

Just like Rauschenberg “ERASED DeKooning”, I have to learn to erase this tendency to be so anxious. It can be a new page in my book of emotional spirit. I have to admit, I am getting better at this, but I am not quite there yet. Ommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm


namastenancy said...

LOL! Plus mucho sympathy! I think that the anxiety comes with being an artist. I know that decisions like this would throw me into a tizzy. I try hot tea, a long walk complete with talking to myself - a time honored SF tradition and if that doesn't work, an old homeopathic remedy called Calms Forte. It helps me calm down even if it doesn't help with difficult decisions.

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Sheree Rensel said...

I am still working at finding my remedy. Last night the thing that worked for me is putting my footie pajamas on and going to bed very early. I have to get a grip though. I can't sleep my life away! LOL

deb said...

I love how honest you are here, thanks again for just being you.

Sheree Rensel said...

This comment means so much to me. This is because I try to be brutally honest. I want to write from the heart. I am being me because that is all I can be. I FINALLY realize that. Thank you so much for appreciating that fact.