We are just over a third of the way through the project – congratulations 🥳! Whatever day you’re on, you’ve got more than a month of learning and experience to reflect on.
Recap and reflect:
How many days did you do your project this week?
What are you learning about your style?
How are you and/or your work evolving?
What’s next for your project?
Submit an image:
Thank you as always to everyone who shared images or videos for the weekly Reel! Here’s where you can submit one for this week.
This week in the daily prompts our theme is practicing non-judgement.
Here’s something I wrote a few years ago about the shame I felt over my unfinished projects, and the necessity of forgiveness in moving forward. That still feels true to me, but my feelings have also evolved into something else – something more like celebration.
So, yes, I bought a sewing machine even though I don’t know how to sew. And the same for the knitting needles and the jewelry supplies and…all of it.
The benefit of time and experience is that now this little creativity graveyard feels less like a failure albatross around my neck and more like concrete proof of my optimism. Tangible artifacts of my desire to create. I like that about myself. I can celebrate that.
Is there something you need to forgive yourself for?
What’s in your creativity graveyard?
What do those things represent?
Are you ready to celebrate a past failure?
You’re allowed to feel however you feel. There’s no rushing the process. Plant a seed of forgiveness and keep going.
XO,
Lindsay
P.S. Here’s what you might have missed this week:
our next event is coming up 🧠
learning about our great taste 🤤
celebrating our unique perspectives 👁️
accessing our inner wisdom 💡
finding the common threads in our work 🪡
evaluating our media consumption 💿
playing with style as a creative exercise ✍️
2016 I dedicated a junk room in our home to be a studio. In these past seven years, here are some of the projects I explored with various degrees of “success”…or not…
Wreath making/floral decor. What was I thinking? The silk flowers were way expensive and took up all the space. My fingers bled from the wire pokes and they hurt from trying to tie things together. And honestly? The day I told my husband the store bought wreath was one I had made was the day I knew I was not cut out for this.
You know those glass dome shaped things you see at flea markets? Insulators. I got the bright idea to turn them into pendant lights. And it worked. Over time my electrical engineer husband figured how to do that part of it, we learned to clean the train smoke off with oxalic acid baths, we used diamon drill bits and drilled holes with a drill press in the driveway into their domes. I made marketing materials. Months went by. Sold two. Meanwhile, I had amassed over 400 of those suckers sitting behind our shed in milk crates. Kept them for too many years. One day decided it was time to let that albatross fly. Sold them to a man in NC who drove the 5 hours to pick them up for $400. A dollar a piece. I paid less for each, so …. profit? lol
I’ve taken up too much time here already…sorry! Rest assured, there have been many more.
But here’s the thing — every single one of those failures gave me skills both physical and emotional, that I use to this day with everything I do. Those experiences made me who I am right here, right now.
Celebrate!
I am on day 56. I started early. Did 30 days of elephants and am finishing up 30 days of giraffes. I am enjoying being with giraffes at the Phoenix zoo today. Hard to sketch when they don’t hold still😉🦒