Creativity Outside the Box

I understand that we've got one creative God. I mean, with something like a platypus, how could you think that God isn't creative? Personally I believe the reason humans are so driven to create is because we were made in the image of a creative God. It's us imitating our heavenly father.

One of the biggest reasons I felt so ok with leaving graphic design as a career behind and switching to nursing is because I knew it would be easy to integrate the desire to create into my regular life. Something I've come to understand well over the past year is that business and pleasure are two VERY separate things for me. That is not to say that I cannot enjoy a job. Far from it. But what it does mean is that I don't think I can do something I find "fun" as work, nor can I work for "fun". One of two things will happen: either the business will overtake the pleasure or the pleasure will overtake the business. Either way productivity will fall. I find it funny that my dad warned me once about going into art as a career. He said it might end up not being fun anymore. For my brother that was not true. But for me it most certainly was.

I've been out of the office for almost a year now. In a way you could say that I have been outside of the box (no more beige cube, yay!). I value what I learned while working as a layout designer, but I can honestly say that I don't miss it. I still get the urge to make things pretty frequently, however. And I can always tell when I'm overdue. I get cranky.

All work and no play makes me an unhappy gal! My husband gets cranky when he is hungry but I get cranky when I haven't been creative for a while. Usually I remedy this by baking something. Not only is it quite cathartic, it's tasty. But sometimes I need something more involved in that. That's usually when I pull out the sewing machine.

As finals approach their end the creativity bug bit again, and out came this cute little shoulder bag. Took about five hours total to put together, and I feel better now. Time to hit up the books for the last mile.