The other night I felt low. Like something wasn't quite there....
I felt at a loose end, my head was running a mile a minute and I was achey from sitting at my laptop all day. Naturally I was feeling sorry for myself and a tad dramatic!
It dawned on me as I watched the third episode of friends in a row, that I hadn't 'made' something in several weeks. I hadn't just sat down and created for a while.
At home I am lucky enough to have space in my room so that my sewing machine can be out all of the time. I can come in, sit down, sew a while and then leave.
At uni I just have less crafty things up here, simply because of space and time.
Once I had detected the problem, the answer was simple. I grabbed some newspaper, covered my desk and pulled out some clay. It was nothing too extraordinary. I didn't really have a plan, but I sat and played and moulded with my hands and let my head relax.
It's a lesson I am learning about myself. I need to create. Even if it isn't for a purpose. I need to give access to the part of my brain that doesn't see in numbers and letters but in colour and shape and texture.
I wonder, do you ever feel a real need to create something?