It is funny really, to this day there are people in my everyday life that do not know that I have a blog. Or they know but they don’t care very much. Most people I meet face to face don’t even know what a blog is. And when I tell them, their eyes glaze over. You take pictures of pillows and flowers and post them online? And people come over to read that? People from all over the world? Really?
You do that? You paint and sew and decorate? You?
And sometimes I just don’t tell them, because they wouldn’t get it.
This blog is truly my other half, my better half perhaps. As you may or may not know, I am a scientist in my professional life. I sit behind a computer and write: articles, reports, presentations about research projects that I have done. I also sit behind my desk and read a lot, really a lot, about research other people have done and then I try to makes sense of it all and then I write again.
It is all very much an ‘in-my-head’ activity. There is some creativity involved but most of it relies on my skills of analysis, of rational thinking and on being critical and academic. And for many, many years that was me. Self-reflective, rational and critical little me. Always ready with a response, an answer, a rational observation, a quick but well composed argument. I lived inside my head. My left brain (the rational, analytical side) was all and utterly dominant.
My creative side cried out from time to time. It made me clip out craft projects and “100 homemade gift ideas for Christmas” articles. It had me plotting big and small makeovers, especially for all the second-hand furniture that I schlepped around in my student+ years. But my rational side always won and those projects got never done. The cans of paint stayed unopened in my storage long after the piece of furniture it was meant for had fallen apart.
Until I found a blog…..
…… until I started my blog
…………… until you found me.
The change in my life is huge. Unbelievably huge and all encompassing. I am still that rational, analytical researcher. But only for 8 hours a day and only on my working days. Then I give my left side of my brain a rest and my right side takes over.
The things I have learned since I started blogging. About the community of creative women, about doing things with your hands, about being inspired and being inspiring. The skills I have gained, like operating a big scary miter saw, painting a gazillion little windows without taping, about creating with thrifted finds and flea market treasures.
I am still plotting a thousand projects a day. I am still clipping ‘250 original ideas for using flowers in your home’ articles. But now I know that one day (even if it is later rather than sooner), that clipping will come out again and I’ll start that project that has been bouncing in my head for months. And I am so happy. I feel whole. I feel balanced.
And now sometimes I dream about giving my left side complete control and do this creating and blogging thing for real. But maybe that would bring unbalance again….
I understand the bewilderment of the people who don’t blog about this part of my life. I even feel it too. It still amazes me that I am still here and that you are all still here. And that I get to do this and share it. And I am 150% sure that if it weren’t for this blog and the community and friendship it has brought to my life, my paint cans would still be unopened and projects would not be started let alone finished.
I know without a doubt in my heart and head that I would not be half as happy if I didn’t have this little corner of the interwebs and y’ll to share it with.
And for that I am eternally grateful……