I have been making things for as long as I can remember. My creative journey didn’t begin or end at any specific point in my life. It has always been a huge part of everything I do. I am not exaggerating when I say that I can make almost ANYTHING I think of.
I have been more or less writing this blog for 7 years now. In that time, trends have come and gone and circled right back, social media has turned into a monster and whatever I knew of “sharing” has become less and less appealing to me.
Does that mean I’m not being productive enough? What’s that tree falling in the woods analogy? I don’t remember how we were viewing the creativity of others prior to tumblr and Instagram. I know I used to go to a lot of art galleries or rummage through old book stores. But most of the independent art that I knew of was being made entirely by people an arm’s length away.
I’ll admit that I let the Internet influence when and where I’m making my art. I felt like if I wasn’t “showing” what I make to my followers, then I wasn’t really doing much worth at all. I am still trying to understand my relationship to posting work online. Am I doing it just for likes? No. I want more of an interaction but it seems like it’s very hard to get it when the “<3” button is so easy to tap and move on.
I will try to share more here instead. I don’t seem to get much in way of comments here either but this is my space entirely and I’m the most myself here.
These are all flowers that grew in my garden this year. I like using them in photos and try to do it every year. This year I used one placement and added digital lettering. The second placement was a piece I sent to a website/Instagram platform that accepts contributions from the public. It features my Grandma. I will be making more of these this week so let’s see where it all goes.