by Pat Antonopoulos
Artists of pen, paint, movement, camera, sound, raw materials and thought receive the label. Works are sorted and valued by the degree of perceived creativity filtered through layered judgements.
Children bombard with creativity. If not restricted, they play with abandon and their creativity seems endless. The first stick person or a pretend pink sky truly are creative. Pirates, dragons, princesses and super heroes are spontaneous and build on a foundation.
Creativity is beautiful in the bursts that produce, no matter the product. But the other side, the quiet dark side, is as fruitful. We use the work ‘block’ to describe the times when we strain towards creativity, wondering at our lack.
Maybe those are the trigger times—meditating, walking, staring off into nothingness, simply being alone and giving time for the creativity to rise.
I love the rush of words that can put my thoughts into order, the moment of surprise when a problem is solved mid-step in a slow jog on the river walk, or the inspiration of a beautiful new dessert for a special occasion.
And I have learned to give equal value to the blocks, knowing that they will surprise and delight by clearing the way for something new and fresh.