Creativity, I think, is born of curiosity. People, who wonder or wander off the grid - the ones that stray from the straight and narrow or who ask questions, that may not always have answers, are working with creative minds, curious minds. They ask, Why, Where, Who, How, and When?
I have been curious about creativity most of my life. I came from a background where indulging in your creative whims was a luxury. Work came first. Study to rise above this working caste came next and maybe, if there was a little "free" time, you were permitted a daydream or two. Those who dreamed too much were given a task, lest the devil find work for idle hands to do.
There was also a stigma in being too different, too creative. What would the neighbours say? Who does she thinks she is, trying to be different than us, does she mean to rise above us. In order to survive, in difficult times, one had to be part of a supportive community and that community could be restrictive. People, who were free to create either didn't have to worry about "money" or were so poor that they might as well use what talent they had, because what else was there to do?
The pictures? Some of my creativity so far - needle felting, gardening, photography and designing lace knitting. I'm going to work my way through the book/course The Artist's Way. I'm hoping to move on.
Have a creative day!!
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