Breaking Out of a Creative Slump

I'm not actually in a creative slump right now, but working with a medium other than the one you normally work with is a great way to break out of a creative slump.  I have a whole pile of jewelry made that I haven't listed yet because I haven't sold any since before Christmas.  So instead of making even more jewelry I decided to make a Space Invader on my wall out of Post-It notes.  Because I'm awesome and also because I have a lot of Post-It notes that I never use because I prefer virtual Post-It notes.  It was pretty easy and also slightly time-consuming to make.  I found a picture of a Space Invader on Bing and then I drew it in pixel form.  Then I got my Post-It notes and started putting them on my wall.  Then they started to fall off so I grabbed my duct tape and attached it to the back of each one.  It wouldn't have taken nearly as long if I didn't have OCD.  As it is, it still isn't perfect.  The bottom arms don't line up.  But I'm happy with it.  The whole thing took me about an hour and a half.

 

 

 

 

I also finally fixed my feather earrings after forgetting they existed for about a year and then discovering them in a bag full of hair ties (along with my black heart earrings which have been missing for the same amount of time).  I bought them for $20 at the University District Street Fair my freshman year of college.  I wore them all the time and then one of the feathers fell off of the leather strip that it was glued to, which attached it to the earring hook.  I removed the other feather from the leather (heehee it rhymes) and attached them both to tiny metal clamp things that I purchased on Etsy.  I also added lightning bolts that were on a different pair of earrings because I thought it would look cool.  And it does.  And yes I am wearing a Back to the Future shirt in these photos which I thrifted from the men's section at Goodwill two years ago.  Go ahead and be jealous.

Sometimes You Just Have to Draw your Feelings



G and I broke up last night.  It was mutual.  My priorities in life aren't the same as the ones he thinks I should have.  For him, getting a degree should be the most important thing to me (after getting healthy again), even if it's in something I'm not interested in.  There are lots of other things too, but that is the only one I feel like sharing.  We dated for 15 and a half months.  We discussed getting married at some point in the future.  That's the part that's the hardest for me; whenever I pictured my future, I pictured us happily married and now that is never going to happen.  We had both been trying to ignore the fact that I'm not the girl he wants to be with.  If there was a checklist, I don't have the most important qualities on it.  I want him to be happy so I had to face the truth.  It really sucks.  This is my first real break-up ever (G and I broke up once before but that lasted for less than a day.)  This time it's for real.  We can still be friends but we'll probably hae to stop when he meets another girl.  I just won't be able to hang out with him and pretend that it doesn't bother me that someone else makes him as happy as I used to.  So I'm watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer and devouring blog archives and drawing my feelings on Post-its.

My mom called when she noticed my single status on Facebook.  She said she's going to come get me and take me back home with her and my dad until I get better.  I asked her not to do that yet.  She said she doesn't want me to have to be alone on Christmas and I told her it would be even more depressing being around her delicious home-cooked food and not being able to eat any, which is true.

So on Christmas, I'll sit in my room alone with my cranberry citrus candle lit and open the Christmas gifts my dad brought me on Saturday.  I'll probably watch Buffy.  Maybe I'll try to put up my one strand of Christmas lights (these walls are really dense and very hard to put push pins in).  But I won't be with my family and I won't have Christmas dinner and I'm not looking forward to it.  I'm sad right now.  Half of the time I can keep it together and then the littlest thing turns me into a pile of snot and tears.  I won't post when I'm feeling the worst because I don't want people to be depressed by my posts.  I have a book review planned.  Spoiler alert: It's a really great book and I loved it.