textures | kim klassen
the desire to be making things has been a struggle lately, i am struggling to be creative in the way that is familiar to me. it seems a bit weird, considering i had a burst of inspiration last month but others things happening in my life have sucked all of that style and type of interest right out the window. in reality i think it started when the sadness from recent deaths began surrounding me and made me realize that my interests in what i want to make is shifting. time is precious.
my do time, my making time has become precious.
i’ve gone out to the studio numerous times in the last few weeks and i have hated everything that i have started. hated. meaning every single piece has ended up in the garbage can. i’m not sure that i’m interested in the simple act of the way i used to make things and the ways that i have, up to this point, told stories. to be honest i’ve felt this way for quite a while now, it’s one of the reasons that i closed down the kR kit club. i love to cut paper, i do. i love to look at pattern and texture and figure out a way to combine them on a page. but the desire to do more than that is growing and honestly, it’s becoming a more important passion for me. i want to experiment more. i want to learn how to make more.
i want to sew and make jewelry and collages and hand bound books and anything else that my heart leads me to.
it’s a shift i have seen and felt and heard from other friends and probably a simple tide that is more common than i realize. so i’m taking some time to be quiet. to walk away from the table and get a better feeling for what it is i want to do from this moment forward.
even if all that leads to is time tearing up books so that i can find my voice again.