James Taylor gives a wonderful lifetime of wisdom on Oprah's
Master Class, You Tube. He speaks of creating music not as the creator
but says it comes to him through his subconscious and he is the first one to
hear the song.
He shares that
artists need to get used to being alone, isolation, time, is needed to create
your work. If isolation is not your thing, get used to it, you are strong, you
can do it, you need to, in order to make your art.
As a writer my
entire life I started writing when I was in elementary school, this and
drawing. Neither of these skills were valued by my family, I was not
encouraged to do either. I was told I could not make a living doing this,
the message was, "Don't try, it will never amount to anything." Like so many other ideas, I was not
encouraged to continue, and in time learned even
though there was nothing I really could do well, I could not stop
writing or drawing.
Teachers in
elementary years recognized my talent in both areas and I won classroom
creative writing assignment but my parents were never impressed. One
teacher in second grade gave me the honor of doing a hallway school Easter
bulletin board. I can still see that bulletin board and how happy I was
to be given free range to create it. My parents knew about this bulletin
board but did not go to school to see it. Once again, no support or
encouragement from home.
I spent a lot of
time alone as a child of 7 y o growing up. In those days kids were sent
outside to play until dinner, no hanging around the house but I was not lonely.
I was thinking and imagining wonderful things as I played outside and caught
huge spiders, fireflies, and June bugs. Much time spent in the present
moment enjoying being alive, watching clouds turn into animals, stars light up
a night sky, nature and time alone was time well spent. I was an artist but I
did not know it.
In adulthood I learned to work to pay bills, buy my own food,
put a roof over my own head. And for years I did not paint or draw or
writer until I got married. My husband made my life much easier to live
and have time to write and draw and paint. He encouraged it. He and my
father-in-law loved my art, and my stories. My father-in-law bought me a word
processor so I could write the books I dreamed of
writing. I always remember that about him. He was not even my
father and he encouraged me to write.
What I could not
know as a young bride was the time it would take to be a part of another family
that was constantly unhappy. There was drama every family gathering and after
weeks that turned into years of this drama, we decided to leave the farm, to
find our own peace of mind. Leaving the farm was not easy, coming back
was hard too.
Learning to be
alone with my husband even though we lived 5 miles from his family was what we
had to do. I found that nothing will squelch your creativity or
independent nature more than having to continuously be in a family drama.
We needed time, space, and isolation from such anger to explore who we
were and what we wanted out of life, so we separated from the family. We
loved them but the drama was suffocating and not conducive to anyone moving
forward in their dreams.
As the babies
began to be here and we both fell in love with raising the children and
focusing on making our family sweet and supportive we found time for any
creative process for me was darn near impossible. Keeping a household
going and playing and feeding children was all consuming and I loved it. With
our children I had a chance to make their childhood wonderful and we were going
to do it. I found time here and there to write and create art.
Now the children
are grown and live far away. I once again find time on my side. I can
write, I can create art, I can be silent, I can let words come up from
subconscious and hear them for the first time on paper in a blog I call,
"The Quail Writer."
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