If I could see the world through my girls’ eyes
I would be full of inspiration, bursting with enthusiasm, finding wonder in anything and everything.
I would have thought to make the flour jar into “Flour Beach” all on my own. But instead I take that jar out and put it away time and again without notice.
I would have spotted this praying mantis near our front steps with my own keen eye, but instead I was hurrying into the house, going through my mental “to do” list.
Ideas for new pieces like the Cloudbreak Necklace would spin in my head, swirl around my dreams, and push their way to the surface each day. But instead I have days where I sit at my workbench or with my sketchbook, searching for new ideas that never come to me.
If I could see the world through my girls’ eyes, my inspiration would be bubbling up and spilling over, manifesting itself in delightful and surprising ways. Like theirs, my art would be prolific. I wouldn’t have to go looking for ways to flex my creativity.
Lately I’ve been pouring through books like The Creative Habit, and listening to podcasts like the Craftcast interview with Todd Henry, trying to find my mojo again. But it turns out the solution, the answer, the motivation I seek is right in front of me. So, my “to do” list to day is:
- Splash in a puddle (check!)
- Glance through their sketchbooks (check!)
- Pat the cat for a prolonged amount of time
- Sit on the floor and eat cookies while chit-chatting about how mad they are (but they’re not really mad at all) at the boys who chase them at recess
- Join them in a game of “wacky ball”
- Snuggle with a favorite blankie
- Fall asleep with a pencil in my hand, notebook on my chest
- sleep soundly, worry-free
Yes. I think I could see the world through their eyes, maybe if I just stop thinking about it so much.