Showing posts with label depression. Show all posts
Showing posts with label depression. Show all posts

25 November 2012

Pablo Picasso Month - Day 25

Late. Sorry. Was on the road and too busy with family to post. That's okay. Family is important.

Why do we have the uncomfortable urge to create?
Painting is stronger than me, it makes me do it's bidding.
~ Pablo Picasso
I'm not very good at just being... I have to make. It's not too Zen (whatever that is), I know. But it is what it is and I am what I am. Driven. To. Make.

As a kid I made contraptions (probably would now be called found object art or mixed media art) – three-dimensional constructions that sometimes spanned rooms (yes, plural – rooms) in our house. I built things outdoors (mostly in the trees). I mixed concoctions out of everything in the kitchen.

As an adult I still make things. And it's only been in the darkness of depression that I didn't make things.

So I'll keep making things. It makes me happy.



Why Pablo Picasso Month?

14 June 2008

Bit of a Funk

Been a bit down lately. Just felt sort of lazy and non-productive. Don't know why really, but I need to get out of this mode and back to being more productive.

All I have been wanting to do lately is read science fiction (usually until way too late at night - or rather, early in the morning). In itself that would not be bad, except for the fact that I have so much other stuff I want to do but cannot seem to find the motivation for doing.

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