It somehow seems appropriate today to write about creative dry spells. It also feels OK to say that one of my longest and driest is ending now.
The most tangible difference between a dry spell and the end of one is simply the act of making marks on a page, which requires my presence and participation. Showing up at the page is very important. This may sound almost overly simplistic, but there are oh so many reasons for not doing this very simple thing.
One of my biggest obstacles is what I call my inner “will to nothingness”. It says things like “I am not prepared” or “I don’t have enough knowledge to do this correctly” or “There must be thousands of artists out there who could do so much better” and so on. And while there may be truth in each of these self-directed barbs, it is also true that there is no room in an artists life for any of these counter-productive thoughts.
Even as I write this, I am questioning whether I will have the daily resolve to combat this debilitating self doubt. But I have to do just that— choose every day to rise against the self inflicted negativity that seeks to keep me down. While it is true that the negativity is persistent, it is also true that creativity is infinite and it will prevail when ever I choose it.