It’s been a busy, yet despairingly unproductive week here since returning from WPPI. We did a lot of fun things in Vegas while there for the conference. The print competition pieces were astounding and one of the highlights of WPPI for me. I went to my first cirque du soleil show. It was amazing! We saw “O” and enjoyed every minute. What a mind-blowing performance. We opted for the golden circle tickets, which were spendy, but totally worth the extra charge for the quality of seats. It was the coolest thing we did while there and I kick myself for putting any money in those darn slots… we should have just done more fantastic cirque shows. Now we know! We also went to Bodies: The Exhibition, which was insane. It was gnarly to see how divinely intricate our human vessels are crafted. Our creator is undeniably extraordinary!
One little treat I picked up at the tradeshow was the LensBaby kit. I’ve been toying with the idea of getting one for a few years now. This kit seems like the perfect addition to help get me inspired to shoot more. I have many images to share from our trip and will hopefully be able to post them throughout the coming weeks. I tried to focus on shooting things that I could use in my upcoming personal art pieces. For a long while now, I’ve been feeling so antsy and unable to define and express my passion for photography. Finding my grove with photography these past winter months has proven to be an exercise in futility. I hadn’t taken out my camera to shoot anything of consequence for several months. (Minus a few photos on Christmas morning.) And it’s felt awful. I see so many interesting things on Pinterest and other various places on the web and think to myself, “Wow, people are doing some amazing things and the depth of creativity is astounding. Wish I had just an ounce of motivation to even get my camera out of the bag.”
Yes, I’ll admit, I’ve been utterly deflated creatively. I know none of you ever feel that way. 😉
We saw the film, “My Week With Marilyn” last night. Michelle Williams was brilliant, by the way. She played the quirky and torched Marilyn Monroe quite masterfully. This movie really made me think about artists and the kind of personalities that are often associated with artists. Now, I’m no Marilyn Monroe by any stretch of the imagination, but I do somewhat identify with what it means to be a “tortured artist.” Granted, Marilyn Monroe surely dealt with psychological illness, but she was tortured artistically as well. For me, I long to be creative, be it through photography or editing, decorating or designing, fashion, etc. But the longing alone doesn’t make anything actually happen.
Have you ever felt stunted? That’s how I’ve felt lately. Artistically stunted. It’s a terrible place to be as an artist. No doubt, these long Wyoming winters have a lot to do with that. For me, it’s difficult to get excited about going outside in 15 degree weather to photography anything. Seeing how I’m a natural light photographer, that poses a real issue! Plus, if you’re not familiar with the medical term SAD (seasonal affect disorder) look it up. Vitamin D deficiency is a very bad thing for mood and motivation. And before you recommend that I take a supplement… I am. Plus, while we were in Vegas, the skies were blue and the sun was out. It was a real blessing to be able to soak in rays and get that natural vitamin D production going.
So, Vegas was a good thing. I got sun, had fun, bought cool toys and came home with a slight glimmer of hope. The creativity that has been in the ebbing cycle is slowing starting to trickle. I pray that by springtime, it will be flowing again at full force.
What about you?
What do you do when you feel stunted as an artist and photographer? What gets you going again? How do those times of being deflated and discouraged help you in the long run? I’d really love to hear if you have a similar story and what you do or did to get out of the funk.
So, without further adieu, here is my first personal art piece that I worked on this week after starting to feel that sense of creativity coming back. I shot the shade image in Vegas through the glass of a store window display . There’s something about the repetition and flow of this lamp that appeals to me. (Surely it must be an IKEA find.) The 518 reference is something that my family and friends know about. I have this habit of looking at the clock at exactly 5:18 nearly every single day. 5/18 also happens to be my birthdate, which makes it all the more idiosyncratic. I’ve also recently discovered a genre of design that I love, which is reflected in this piece. I hope to continue my website branding in a similar direction in the months to come.