It is amazing how much of this creative life is actually about organisation. By nature most of us creative are laissez faire, let’s dream and see how it works out. We almost have to have that nature to pursue a creative career, we do not have any guarantees, the show we are creating or the novel we are writing, the acting career that may never make you an A lister, all seems often to be in the hands of God, luck and a few gate-keepers.
It would perhaps be nice to be satisfied with a 9-5 career and a regular pay packet but when I have had it I die, I need to create, to act, to sing. I even wrote a post about how maybe the blood of Bacchus, god of chaos, ecstasy, art, theatre, music, wine, intoxication and of course sex runs too strongly in my veins.
I think Bacchus has branded me
Truthfully though noone’s job is really guaranteed and those of us who have perhaps more creative need in them have to honour that. If I don’t create I cause tantrums and dramas in life, I deliberately chose chaos causing friends and lovers, drink and party too hard and yet when I get back into my creative rhythms then all that bores me because the very act of working on my craft seems to still and settle my soul.
Are you choosing a lack of self-care or giving too much energy to a crazy causing friend, lover or family member. Could you use some of that extra time instead to work on your next big project, whether you are trying to fit art around a full time job or it is your full time occupation?
Day 5 travel agent
I am unexpectedly filming this Thursday & Friday so I am having to rush back from my family’s to London to get an early train to Salisbury for filming. All lovely but checking times & re-booking trains, I will have been on 4 long train rides in 4 days as I fit it round my schedule.
I am also waiting on dates for the corporate job which I am pencilled in on before I can book flights to Nice. I like the idea of going to the film festival this year but I am not sure when I am even finding the time to book my planes etc let alone get on them!
I have found some peace though in my quick visit home and the Burek, my parents lovely German Shepherd gave me a few walks. I would dognap him but he won’t fit in my car let alone my apartment.
And yes this is late in posting, apologies, it was half written but the rushing back and forth caused chaos with my schedule and one must fit her champagne drinking time in, I am am actress after all 🙂
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