There are so many busy mornings where all I have time for is throwing on pants, taking care of the puppers, and running out the door. Let me be the first to say, I’m not a morning person. I’m not chipper right out of bed, I don’t want to do things, my boyfriend is scared. Coffee first, and then the things. Do I normally make time for that? Nope.
It’s so easy to be one of those people who’re always busy. I can always find something to fill my time, and it makes me a bit crazy until I finally make a slow morning happen.
I live for these quiet moments-- sunlight filtering in through the windows and highlighting the things that bring me joy. Gentile woofs waking me up and reminding me to step outside. Coffee slowly working it’s magic and bringing me back to life…
I find that I have the best day when I go through what’s become my morning ritual and ease into the day. Weekends are the best.
I let the dogs out, feed all the critters. Start coffee (that glorious, lift-giving bean juice) and wash dishes while the water boils, and wait for the french press to do it’s thaaaang. (seriously me, don’t touch it. Let it sit) I drink my first cup slowly, with milk and maybe a spoonful of ginger simple syrup. I grab a piece of paper or a sketchbook, and do my morning drawing.
Morning scribbles are just for me. While I started doing it to have something interesting for my Instagram feed, I’ve found that if I skip it, like any other part of my morning routine, I feel groggy and not quite right for the rest of the day. This practice has turned into a sacred slice of day, dedicated to my Genius-- that bit of me that feeds me bits of inspiration.
I make whatever comes to mind-- I draw my coffee cup, swirly plant bits that end up looking like decorative kale, inspiring quotes, a fat sharpie drawing of my snake Mango. Setting out without preconceived ideas of the finished product frees me up to create something that I might not otherwise if given the chance to overthink things.
These are my most creative moments.
Daily drawings have taken many forms in my life, from art journal pages inspired by Danny Gregory’s book The Creative License, to attempting the Draw 100 of Something challenge. What really cemented it for me was participating in Inktober 2017. I didn’t give myself a theme, an only loosely followed the prompts. Some of the drawings I made surprised me, but those were the most fun for me-- like the tooth-head guy. Where did that even come from?!
Opening up to creativity and giving in to what my subconcious (or genius) needs to make is one way I practice self-care as an artist. Once I remove that bit of aprehension early in the day, things flow more smoothly through the day, and I find that I’m more creative with my other projects. It’s a form of warming up before exerscise. I wouldn’t jump into a marathon without warming up, and the big projects I’m working on are the same for me.
I’ve noticed this week that I’m slacking with my morning drawings. It feels like there’s work to do, and these “just for me” drawings are a luxury. I mean, I could spend my time on more lucrative persuits, right?
To that end, I’m challenging myself again. Inktober worked well for me because, let’s face it, I’m a bit competitive. I like to tick things off my lists and win challenges. So I’m going to dedicate the next month to the March of Robots challenge. It’s a fresh take on something I do every day, making sure I don’t get stuck in a rut (another bit of self-care). Who’s with me?
Do you make creative living a part of every day? Drop me a note bellow and share your take on it, tips, ideas, or links to your social media so I can see YOUR daily drawings/art!
Have an artful day,