the death of creativity! *cue the dramatic music*
[from a very enjoyable cemetary walk over the long 4th of july weekend]
i am always hesitant to think of myself as a creative person. i was always focused on grades. but i conveniently forget that i danced competitively for 13 years. i call my photography "just a hobby that i'm ok at". i don't think i'm a good writer, yet i make my living writing contracts and briefs and memos all day, every day. those are creative things.
in an attempt to "get in touch" with my creativity, i decided to do the artist's way. i'm not doing it to become some pretentious internet presence. i'm doing it because the stress of being a lawyer is draining the life out of me.
tonight, my assignment was to list three old enemies of my creative self-worth. this is what i wrote for one of them:
in kindergarten, i colored a picture of a cake black to make it a chocolate cake. mrs. *insert name of meanie teacher here* said it was wrong and that i should have colored it brown because chocolate is brown, not black! i'm 35 years old and i still remember how awful i felt when she said that. couldn't it have been dark chocolate for chrissakes?
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some of my favorite examples of creativity:
