Blurring the Lines

i pretty much tiptoed into the art world through the back door.  when i started doing photography, i in no way saw myself as an artist.  i have to confess, when i first started meeting with the vista art association (now the vaf) i totally felt like such an impostor.  here i was in the midst of all these true artists and i was just a measly photo-taker.  

it was a gradual process.  even after i started selling my work and finally mustered the guts to step up and call myself a photographer, i felt defined by that word.  in that box.   i felt that i didn’t have much in common with the painters and sculptors who were showing their work right next to mine.

but i started to notice something (uh, yea, a bit of a slow learner, here…) some of the artists who painted also wrote poetry.  some of the sculptors were also good photographers.  some who had a very established and successful “style” were stepping out of their comfort zones and taking classes in different mediums.  wow – the lines were blurring!  you mean those creative instincts can cross over and spill into entirely different arenas??

it has taken me a long time, but i’m starting to get it.  here’s the thing: if you nourish yourself with a steady diet of creative inspiration, it will start to bubble up and ooze out all over the place (if you let it), not just in one tightly-defined venue.  i just signed up for this e-course and i have no idea of the journey i’m about to embark on, but i’m ready for the ride!! 

and not in my wildest dreams would i have imagined when i started down this path that i would be planning and leading creativity retreats.  my car is packed and i’m ready to head on up the mountain for a whole weekend of creative goodness.  in all it’s wonderful diverse and varied forms!!