A creative outlet.

Although I work at a job that I create all day, sometimes I feel like I don’t spent any time being creative. This week for example, I know I have done many creative things at work, but I have not really made anything at all. I love what I do, but I often miss the feel of a paintbrush in my hands and ink under my nails.

In college I took a figure drawing class and we used wet charcoal. It was the messiest medium I think I have ever used. My hands had black streaks on them most of the semester that refused to disappear no matter how much I washed my hands. I am not one to want to go back in time, but sometimes I think about sitting in that class and I wish I could go back to having charcoal streaks engrained in my skin for a short time.

I know it is my own fault for my lack of creative outlet. It is a problem with an easy solution, and right now I like things easy solutions. So much of life is too easily bogged down, but to create with your hands gives you a world of endless possibilities.

Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.