All in Art & Creativity

Restlessness + Coziness

But still, even on my very busiest days, I don’t like relaxing. I get restless in the morning drinking my coffee on the weekends, wondering what I’ll do to fill in my time without going to work. When I get back from school, I feel an insatiable need to tidy up every space I see needing my assistance before we make dinner.

Waiting for Good Things

This means that, for all intents and purposes, the satisfaction that comes from enjoying a good thing is nearly always preceded by careful preparation and self control in anticipation of enjoying that good thing. I won’t relax to a show unless the dishes are put away and everything in my apartment is in its proper place. If I’m starving and preparing a meal, I won’t take bites beforehand because I want that first mouthful to be the best thing since sliced bread. I usually work out hard in the morning before I have breakfast or shower, because getting in sweat and grit prior to doing anything else that day gives me such a rush of accomplishment.

On Discovering and the Like

I had always heard of an artistic experience in which the artist wasn’t really meticulously planning a piece, but rather, he was just discovering it with his hands and his eyes as it took shape right within the making of the thing. I had never quite understood that, though, because the “creation” of art was always some very calculated study of something that I almost fought for after hours and hours of work. The end product was always the true moment of satisfaction and joy for me: look, look what I have completed.

On Marie Kondo-ing My Wardrobe

It’s a good exercise in interior simplicity to say “thank you, next” to the parts of life, no matter how small and insignificant, do not spark that joy within you. For while material things cannot provide happiness, it makes more sense to me to keep only those goods that remind you of beauty and comfort and that invoke a spirit of intentional living and happiness, and to shed what does not.

Leisure and Laziness, Etc.

Is there a difference between true leisure and laziness? Yes, I think so, but sometimes what is lazy one day can be leisure the next. It takes a close attentiveness to the rhythm of our lives to discern what it is we are supposed to be doing in the present moment. My dad once said that if he was asked what he’d like to be doing when the world ended, he would answer that he’d like to be doing exactly what he was supposed to be doing, whether that was relaxing or saving the world.

On Contentment

I have this nagging feeling that says to me, once you pay off those loans, then you can really start living your life. My doubts and anxieties feed into this concept that juggling money and paying off loans is a pre-cursor to my true happiness, and that once we are debt-free all will be bliss.