I painted approximately eight brush strokes yesterday and got discouraged because I didn’t *immediately* like what I saw.
Typical first born daughter vibes, amirite.
And then, outloud, to myself, I was like:
GIRL, get it together. The mess is literally the entire point. It’s this little thing called “The Creative Process”, heard of her?? Yeah, you’re a little rusty, but that is also part of the process. It is messy, but it will get better! It feels hard now, but it will flow easily soon enough. It will be fun again soon enough. So don’t stop now! Don’t stop before you find the good stuff!
And then it was lunch time, so I stopped. 😉 But I came back with a full belly and curious brain, and it was still hard and messy, but I had a tiny bit more faith in myself.
I let that feeling take me to the end of the day. I can’t say anything I made was worth sharing, but.. can you guess what I’m gonna say now?
Yep.
All part of the process.