Tonight was the first ever Creator Camp.
I was thrilled to take a dip in creativity soup with quilters, painters, writers, musicians, speakers, photographers, storytellers, bakers. And more.
I was grateful for reminders:
- to recognize grueling social situations as creative challenges
- to start small and draw on what we know
- to notice our creative sweet spots — an empty canvas can be much more inhibiting than a tiny space, a specific problem or a single missing harmony
- to appreciate our creativity in its overlooked forms and sizes
- that creative goals require decision, commitment, scheduling and enjoyment
- to keep expectations low
- to recognize creative drought as a valuable time of regeneration and renewal
- to be present
- to take ourselves less seriously
- to create.
And, most of all, I was captivated by the collision of my various lives:
- Bob, Julien, Bob and Sue, podcasting friends
- Alexa, who I met in grade 8
- Louise and Tom, who are currently my coworkers
- Candice, who I met through a anti-cancer food for web services barter
- My long lost cousin, Susan.
A truly amusing sliced life stew.