Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Got a second love?
I don't sing, don't paint, don't dance, though I did want to be Fred Astair when I grew up. I do some flower gardening, and that has an artistic feel to it, but it's such a modest amount of gardening that it barely counts as a hobby, even.
But there was a time about ten years ago when I fell madly in love with another art--making paper. I'm not talking about making paper for writing letters on, but real paper "art," created at a studio full of vast lovely sloshy vats of mushy vibrant colors. I did abstract stuff that probably only a mother could love, but I LOVED doing it. Got obsessed with doing it. Spent money I didn't have over at that studio owned by a "real" paper artist. Forgot about my writing, wanted only to create visible beautiful weird material things out of mushy wet sopping drippy mess.
I finally forced myself to give it up. It felt like adultery and giving up a lover! But I was already deeply "wedded" to my primary art, writing, and that's how I made my living, such as it was, and, and, and. . .
Obviously, I'm waaaay too obsessive. A sane person could probably have their cake (writing) and eat it, too (paper making). But my creative channel seems to be a single wide one, rather than one with many tributaries.
What's your main "art"? Do you have another artistic love, too? More than one other? How do you balance them? How do you justify the cost, if it's expensive? (Seems as if multiple arts ought to feed each other, but when I tried it, the second one threatened to devour the first one. )
Is there an art you have always wanted to pursue, but never have?
One that you once fell in love with, like me, but "had" to give up?
Well, I'm off to take my one horse out of the stable now and give it some exercise. :)
A most happy and artistic Wednesday to you!