Earlier this week Jennifer Chaslow VanBenschoten started a FaceBook group, "The Artist's Way For Beaders," based on Julie Cameron's book, "The Artist's Way." It's a public group, all beaders are invited, so at least drop by the page, or Jennifer's blog, to see for yourself what it's all about.
I've already been doing the morning pages for over 10 years now, and for the most part I'm able to squeeze in a little bit of beading every day, so my 12 week challenge is going to be 30 minutes a day of play time, experimental, beading that may or may not lead to a finished piece. If it does, great! If not, it will find it's way into one of the many fancy photo boxes I keep handy for WIPs, false starts, and smeg-ups.
My biggest challenge is going to be finding time for the artist's date; one day per week that is set aside for just me to refuel and refresh my creativity. First off, my daughter being in school for only a measly 3 hours a day gives me only about 2 hours of uninterrupted free time. Secondly, my husband is a truck driver and is gone a lot. Quite a lot. Like for an entire week sometimes, so that leaves just about all the parenting to me. And thirdly, there just isn't much in my neck of the woods that I would consider creatively refreshing. The economy killed off the few small museums that were within a decent driving distance, and as the far west valley becomes overly populated all the cute little Mom & Pop style craft and book stores, yoga studios, etc. are slowly being pushed out of business by generic box stores.
I'm thinking my best bet will be a weekly yoga class. A good yoga class always, always, always leaves me feeling freer, lighter, happier, refreshed, and refueled. It's not the immersion into the artistic and creative world called for in the book, but if it's what works for me then it's all good. And yes, this yoga class will have to be at the generic box store gym, because my favorite yoga studio closed its doors a few months ago, but at least the gym offers child care.
I may also have to do some actual scheduling of my time to get myself through the next 12 weeks, if not the entire school year. And I hate schedules. I had crazy, control freaky "I own you." parents so anything that seems too regimented drives me absolutely raving, loony, bat shit, crazy. I'll have to keep reminding myself that schedules are not a means of controlling or having power over someone, but are a way to keep my uber busy life running as smoothly as possible.