Accessing one’s creativity can be lonely as hell. You have to remove yourself from anything distracting / fun / remotely social in order to grasp whatever weird idea may live in the deep folds of your brain. Or you can be like me and attempt to mindlessly scroll on Instagram and simultaneously write the next great American novel, only to notice your sentence structure is starting to mimic social captions and your brain has lost all ability to hold an attention span longer than a second.
Ironically, to introduce you to creativity month, I’m going to do something which most would argue is not that creative and introduce you to another writer’s anecdote on creativity.
It’s from Elizabeth Gilbert’s book, Big Magic, and I find it spellbinding. The woman Gilbert describes below is Ruth Stone, a poet from rural Virginia.
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If you follow me, you’re probably familiar with my illustrations. And you know they’re usually in black and white. That happens to be my style, but it’s also (and mostly) because I think there’s a whole art to working with color.
Mixing color is a real skill, and for me it’s one of the most difficult. That’s why people go crazy for the colors in Saint Laurent. Making colors clash, bringing them together, making them communicate, knowing how to let them express themselves – it’s really a whole other world.