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You gotta strike while the iron is hot, right? I've got a list of projects that I'm actually excited to work on! It's usually hard for me to be motivated during the cold winter months. Not this year. As I began Project #1, I felt a wave of energy withdrawl. Oh god, am I sick? Disappointed like a little kid who still wants to play while rubbing its tired eyes, I plopped on the couch. Earlier this week I had stumbled upon an Instagram post by the Sports Scientist and Triathlon Coach Olav Aleksander Bu who stated the importance of listening to your body during training. While I am not training for anything other than restraining from carbs. (Hello failure) I think this advice should be applied on the regular. We, people, are always on the go, busy calendars, hustle, hustle, hustle. My body was craving a big fat nap and bowl full of pasta. Wish granted. I believe that not all time is wasted. As I "napped", I put on the movie, The Electrical Life of Louis Wain, a true story about an artist who painted cats. Yes, cats. Sounds like an odd concept but it was revolutionary for the late 1800s. This film was an unexpected delight about a truly innovated artist who suffered from schizophrenia.  work by Louis Wain I don't think I've ever met an artist or creative being who has never experienced the feeling of failure or doubt in their work or themselves. It's a battle that I believe most artists have to fight with. I do frequently. A quote from the film that happen to align with an essay I read last week by the actor, Joseph Gordan-Levitt.  Quote from the film, The Electrical Life of Louis Wain. StudioCanal, Film4 Productions, SunnyMarch, Amazon Studios, Shoebox Films The essay is about creating art and not caring what others think. But why do we really create art? Who is our art for? Ourselves? Or others? I say yes to both. There is art that I have created that no one has ever seen. And then there is art that I create for myself, such as clothes, that everyone I pass by will see. It's for others, but solely for me.  Thrifted coat with hand-embroidered appliques--done by yours truly. While I was gallery hopping with some friends this weekend, I stumbled upon a plant shop with a small selection of coffee. A bag from a Chicago coffee company had created a special roast for one of my favorite Chicago music venues, The Metro. I feel privileged that I've seen so many great shows there. From The Rapture to Thrice to the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. I have been revisiting albums from the early 2000s, which was such a special time in music. I'll save that topic for another blog post. Comments are closed.
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