Friday, April 28, 2017

“You can’t use up creativity. The more you use, the more you have.”

~ Maya Angelou

There’s a feature on Facebook called On This Day that gives you the ability to see what you posted on this day in previous years. It’s fun to look back and remember.

Four years ago today I was agonizing–I mean AGONIZING–over an assignment from the photography class Gerry and I were taking: abstract. My brain was tied up in knots as I struggled to think of what and how to shoot. I was so firmly entrenched in my left brain–still working at my corporate job and, if memory serves, in the middle of a difficult project–that my creative side was atrophied. Abstract was not a concept that came easily.

Now, in this phase of my life, creativity is an everyday thing. Yesterday afternoon I went outside for a few minutes after the rain and captured a couple of images I classify as abstract. Down on my hands and knees in the front yard, getting my knees wet, leaning in to the flower bed with my macro lens, I must have been a sight but I didn’t give it a thought; I was enjoying myself. The time I spent in the woman cave later, processing the images and applying a light texture, was relaxing and fun.

I smile at the abstract image I finally shot four years ago for the class because I can feel the stress in the photo. Yesterday’s abstract, shown here, is completely different, as am I.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. “My creative side was atrophied.” Thank you for showing your vulnerability. I can definitely relate to this.

    1. Seasons of life . . .

  2. It’s a beautiful image. Here’s to getting our knees wet! 🙂

    1. Yes Karen!!

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