Work, work, work

DSC02213rdrzmI’m dedicating five or more hours to paint and draw each day, everyday. It feels great [also frustrating at certain points, but still great]. I almost had forgotten how it felt to do it, to have new ideas one after another and that unstoppable need to create new things. I’m working with colored pencils and watercolor mostly right now and discoverying the possibilities of making visual journals.

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To find contentment

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Some doodling and colouring I’ve been working on during the past few days.

Many times in my life I thought and really felt that I could never be truly happy. I still think that happiness is not a place where you arrive and live like that “forever after”. I think that happiness is something you can also cultivate daily, moment by moment.  That’s something I have felt on the past few days [without indications of vanishing] since I’m focusing in less things, or at least one thing at a time based on placing my passions as priorities. I have also been able to spend more quality time with my son everyday. I feel content.

Though I don’t have figured out which is my true passion yet, but I’m getting closer. I’m definately positive that I can’t live without painting and making music, but I’m focusing on the artistic side first, to see what happens. Right now I’m working with colored pencils and the more I do, the more I want to do and learn.

Inspiration does exist, but it must find you working.

Pablo Picasso

And talking about passion… this video says it all…

Using minimalism as a tool for finding my priorities

???????????????????????????????I guess I found a life-changing tool on Minimalism. I can’t say I will make it to the extreme, but the first steps I’m taking are absolutely revealing. I found that the minimalist kind of thinking is the perfect way for me to solve my identity issues, even some anxiety issues and will help me to focus in the things that give me fulfillment. It’s not just about getting rid of all my stuff [I’m aware that I even own less stuff than the average person]. It’s about recognizing that I am MORE than the stuff I have [like cds or books], or the things I’ve done in the past, including what I’ve donde before in art and music.

I started by turning my bedroom into a minimalist space, leaving there just what I use DAILY [clothes, shampoo, soap, etc] or use frequently [like my cat’s brush]. And using my other room [as I have two little rooms just for myself] to put all the rest of my stuff… clothes I don’t use, cds, dvds, books, vhs cassettes [I have 125], audio cassettes, notebooks, art suplies, musical instruments and all sort of “miscellaneous”. All of this following the idea of the packing party suggested by The Minimalists. I had eight boxes from our last moving so I used them to pack a lot of stuff but I need more boxes to finish with everything.

I think that the easiest part for me to get rid of will be the clothes. Actually I just frequently use 20 items of clothing and 2 pairs of shoes. The rest I have saved were just because sentimental reasons and while I was studying I wanted to keep them as a reference [but I just can take pictures of each piece – just in case].

Results so far: My bedroom feels like a breeze. I like that feeling. I think I could live like that for the rest of my life. It was so much easier to invite my son to come over to watch movies and let him play in my terrace without worring about the mess I used to have. It was easier to clean.

The next step: Finish packing and give myself a few days to realize how much of all the stuff I really don’t use [or need] while I embrace that feeling of being MYSELF without all that stuff giving me identity. Then start the pre-selection [like digitalize documents, etc] of what I’m going to sell, give away, donate or throw away.

The challenge of cultivating my passion for music and art

I came to the conclusion on what has been most of my life about during the last ten years. I’ve been an aspirant to musician and artist. This is something that definately rang my bell while listening to the SXSW talk about minimalism a few days ago. Yes, during the past years I’ve done many things, but not as much as I would like to, and specially, not as continuously and consistently as I would like to.

Let’s be honest here. My priorities have not precisely been about music and art. I spent more time trying to find true love than actually practicing guitar or playing the keyboard. I spent way too many time suffering about feeling disappointed and lonely than painting or drawing. And then I tried to fill the void I felt inside by adopting many cats and dogs, who I love immensly, but also require a huge part of my time to take care off [starting with keeping the house clean]. To complete the equation… I became a mother. But also, thanks to all that has happened to me I started to value the precious time that my life is made of. So now what?

DSC01757rdrzmI’m conscious that maybe I want to do too many different things. Maybe I could accomplish everything, but not all at the same time. I know I have very little patience. I know I’ve abandoned things when they get difficult, so right now I’m focused on re-educating myself, re-directing my actions just and simply by DOING. I decided to start colouring with pencils a few weeks ago. I’m constantly searching and printing drawings for my son and I realized there are also ‘colouring pages for grown ups’. I loved the idea. It’s something that helps me to complete a process without compromising much of my own creativity [yet]. When I finish colouring a page I feel that I have achieved something that looks beautiful to me, I feel proud of my work but don’t have to worry that much if I created something good or worthy. It helps to re-build my confidence. And it’s really relaxing too. It’s something I can do everywhere, at any time. I’m also working in some scketches with watercolours and dry pastels until I can decide which is the technique that suits me better.

DSC01761rdrzmThere are many websites out there with free designs available to print. I started with some from the Lee Hansen Graphics website. I’m also using a lot the Pixlr-o-matic photo effects lately – one of the best things that could have happen to me actually – because I am not a graphic designer [and don’t use instagram, yet]. I learned a little bit while studying but it certaintly is not my passion and sometimes Photoshop is a very time-consuming tool, specially for my modest needs [priorities please!].

No matter how weird

At some time I read an anonymus quote on a tumblr site:

To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.

I certaintly agree with the quote, but I have to admit that who mostly has tried to make me something else, it’s myself. How come? Irrational standards maybe and putting first what I THINK others may want from me in order to be loved.

Thankfully those days are far gone. But as all harmful habits are hard to remove, sometimes I caught myself confused or overwhelmed about what is that I REALLY like or REALLY want. So, what I do is ask myself repeatedly through the day What do YOU want? [or need, like, think, etc] and Why? Then I feel the answer coming from the inside, just being completely honest with me. No matter how weird, contradictory or absurd it seems, it’s my voice and it’s for me.

A picture of myself in 1982, holding Blanquita.

Think, focus, feel

The last five years, since I got pregnant, have been the hardest, I can’t deny it. Becoming a mother was not on my plans, though I had not clear plans of my own either. Everything what has happened has been an inevitable consequence of the circumstances and bad decisions. But of course, there’s always a reason. Through this time I’ve been forced to think and focus on what’s really important for me and my life. I’ve been forced to question myself and search in the darkest corners of my heart to find the answers. I’ve been clueless and lost. I have learned to feel what’s true for me, doing my best one day at a time.

My cup of coffee, according to Leo.

My cup of coffee, according to Leo.