If creativity was your friend, which statement would describe your relationship?
a) We are great friends. We hang out with each other once a week. We chat every day. She is a great supporter of my art and suggests ideas to help me create.
b) We are good friends. I wish I had more time for her but I am stretched and she seems to understand. Whenever I make time, she is available.
c) We are acquaintances. I am too busy to hang out with her. I have a life, a business, editing and clients to attend. We met once every six months or whenever I have a spare moment.
d) We used to be friends. She doesn't come around here anymore. I miss her but we have grown apart.
Thinking of creativity as a friend helped me to see the importance of connecting with her on a regular basis. If you look at your diary for the next week, or the next month, how many dates with creativity have you scheduled? Are you including her in your every day? Are you making time to do activities that inspire you? Are you slowing down to enjoy this ride?
If we don't respect our creativity, I truly believe we will look up from our camera and feel sadness. We will look at our images and feel something is missing. We will get pushed along with our busyness and then realise that we haven't documented our own life for months, and that our images have lost their soul.
I know I am suggesting that you add something to your already full diary. But if you don't make time for her now, just small snippets of time, you may find that she moves on. If she moves on, if she walks out the door, will your business suffer? Will your creative heart suffer? Will your art suffer?
My relationship with creativity has had highs and lows. At some point last year, I realised that I needed (like the air that I breathe) to respect our relationship more. I needed to make time, just like I do with exercise, to respect her. I needed this for me; not my family, not my business. I needed this friendship to blossom.
And so, I honour her daily. Sometimes, the gesture is big and grand like a visit to a museum or a weekend away at the beach. Most times, the gesture is small like wearing a bright red scarf, or reading a magazine at my favorite coffee shop, or using the good dinner plates on an ordinary day. It is watching a movie while the kids are at school, or stopping to catch the last of the autumn leaves. They are small, easy and oh so fun. This is not hard work. It is joy. The best part is that by honouring my creativity, I am respecing myself. My inspiration cup is full and I am enjoying this creative life.
My name is Cindy Cavanagh, and I live in Sydney, Australia. I am a Lifestyle photographer of home and heart. I love to create and always have. I'm Co-Editor of the Long Way Home Magazine, contributor to Journey to Artist and Wonder of the Oddments. I am a wife and Mum to 5 gorgeous and crazy children. Ironically, I love the quiet.