In class today we were asked to try and picture creativity, here's my attempt here...
In my mind I picture all the ideas I have/will have as a big wiggling multi coloured ball of wool. Different experiences, moods and music will wiggle different strings through all the knots of sleep deprivation, the tangles of caffeine dependency, the snags of student living and then it's free! BAM! idea.
It's hard work but when that creative feeling hits you, you have to dive for that pen and paper or paint pot or post it notes.... Something my teacher failed to tell us is that not all creativity is productive, but it can be absolutely hilarious.
Poor Beth came home to find her entire bedroom plastered floor to (nearly) ceiling in post it notes Bruce all mighty style! Her scream as she walked in her door was priceless. I am never leaving my bedroom unlocked in fear of her revenge!
Hannah and Amara (left and centre on the right picture) should never be left alone to plot ever, they will either take over the world or worse cling film my room until I can't move anything
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