On Creating

I can never put into words exactly what I am thinking. There are no words to describe how I am feeling from one moment to the next. Maybe that’s why I’m not a writer– although I am writing this.

I am a maker.

I am a person who thinks about things. Sometimes too much. Okay, I always overthink things. I think that’s why it’s sometimes easier for me to create works of art. For me, the act– the process of creating is an escape. It’s the one time where I feel free from my thoughts. I become completely consumed by and focused on my work. It’s such a relief and that brings me happiness. When I am with my pen or my paint and my paper I become one with the process and separate from my mind and the thoughts that often consume me.

Sometimes it’s nice not to have to think. Just make. Just do.