It feels good to be back.
It’s been a while, I know, and apologize for not updating more frequently. When I last left you I talked about how excited I was to try and spend more time working on art in addition to my recipe posts here. This was at the end of February with the plans to start my new focus at the beginning of March.
Before March….that feels like a lifetime ago.
On my about page you’ll notice that when I describe myself, I mention I’m a physician assistant. In fact I’m a hospitalist PA that works the night shift. That means I see and admit patients that come in between 8p-8a. I had no idea how much my world would change.
I was fortunate to live in Ohio, which started with aggressive shut down measures early on. This really flattened the curve for months until the end of June, but it didn’t stop cases from coming in. I still haven’t gotten used to admitting patient’s that I know may very well die of respiratory failure. But I also don’t want to go into detail here.
What I can tell you is that the emotional and mental effects certainly took a toll, and I fear we’ve not even reach a peak of things. As a result it’s taken a while to come back to my creative world.
But the funny thing about creativity, it will try and reach you in any way it can.
For instance, while I struggled to write posts, draw up patterns, or even doodle I found myself being drawn to learning a new skill: knitting. I still wonder what drew me to needlework, but I think in part it has to do with the repetition. As I picked up the skill (thank you, Internet) I found myself drawn into various projects. My preferred projects have been blankets. So far 3 baby, one afghan and another I’m working on for M for her birthday. One she asked for! But I’m also trying my hand at some lace as well.
It was a way for creativity to work its way through me. I found myself configuring patterns, figuring how how to swap colors, create my own designs. M’s blanket, my current project, is a pattern I bought on Etsy, but I’ve configured it for larger yarn and so that I can swap colors using a technique called Intarsia.
Then, I got the itch to draw again.
Just like that I picked up my iPad. I still struggled with ideas and ultimately have been doing a lot of copy practice, but still, it’s progress. It’s creativity. And now, months later, here I am trying to punch out some semblance of a blog post. Is this pretty? Hardly. Is it click worthy? Probably no.
But it’s progress.
Sometimes the only way to get through hell is to just keep walking.