Something New, Yet Old
Owning a business is a lot of hard work, and as a designer, it means consciously making the decision to spend less time designing and creating... and more time running the business, figuring out strategy, growth, revenue streams, and all that sexy stuff that involves countless spreadsheets and graphs. That's all great, and I find using that side of my brain pretty satisfying, but I'm constantly reminded that I went into the creative field–I became a Creative–in order to do just that: to create.
Been feeling that void more palpably lately. My friend Claudia mentioned signing up for a pottery class this summer, and it got me thinking: what's stopped me from going back to throwing clay all these years?
I can list the reasons, but I won't. I'll just put up a pretty picture.
Throwback (all the puns intended) to high school days spent at the wheel.
(Ironic that I learned my love of ceramics and wheel-thrown pottery at The Illinois Mathematics and Science Academy. So much for that budding career in finance or medicine... Let's be real. How much calculus can I actually remember?)