Creative Funk

Some call it writer's block, but I prefer to call it a creative funk. Senior year I took my last four required classes and six electives (art classes naturally) I needed to graduate and spent most of my free blocks in the art room completing homework and doing personal projects. After school I spent about fifteen hours a week at the dance studio and I loved it. Sadly I haven't had the time or resources to pursue these passions and have been in a creative funk of sorts. The only way I can describe the feeling is to relate it to cabin fever; but instead of feeling trapped inside a house, my thoughts seem to be stuck in this metaphorical box everyone's always talking about.

Lately I have been finding ways to do some of my old hobbies again. The other night I found my acrylic paint set while cleaning my room and immediately looked around the room to find something for me to paint. I didn't find anything and was left with a make shift palette full of untouched paint. Perfect opportunity to grab my camera.

Here is photo twenty-one:

Creative Space

This is one of the many reasons I love my campus, the views are beautiful no matter what season (promise to do a "Four Seasons" mini series type thing) but this picture doesn't do winter any justice. This is the view from my desk at work I look at as I sip my tea getting ready to start my day at 9 am, don't judge this is early in the life of a college student. The beatuy of the snow gently falling everywhere always seems to cheer me up despite the drive from hell I just endured to get here.

Photo number twenty:

Winter Inside And Out