January 11, 2018
My art, my writing, and my crafts are for me. The things that I create have always been for my eyes only. I’m a very private person, and I’m okay with keeping my creativity to myself.
The surest way to prevent me from completing a project is to walk into my work space, spy on what I’m slaving over, and offer me your honest opinion.
Because in all honesty … I don’t want to hear it.
I have nothing against creative criticism or observation when a piece is completed. However, if I’m still working on something, and someone invades my my thoughts with their opinion, my thinking shifts. I become biased about what I’m working on, and I find myself unable to continue.
My thought process is very cluttered. I find it difficult to clarify the ideas that I’m having as an external visual representation for others. When I’m in the process of translating my intangible notion into a tactile concept, hearing another person’s input is the equivalent of air pressure blowback from a passing train on my formulating mind. All my neatly organized thoughts go flitting away.
Unfortunately, it order to keep my on task for this year’s goals, I’m going to have to start being more forth-right and little bit rude.
If anyone tries to share an opinion with me before I’m ready to hear it … I need to interrupt. For the sake of my own sanity, at least until I get more confident with my artwork.
Sorry guys. Shut up.