Creativity Begets Creativity.
And for me, right now, that is soso true.
I would also add that Creativity comes when you jump …. And it’s not clear where you will land.
Only a week ago, I was frantically revisiting the new show, trying to read it and remember what it was I loved about it when I chose it back in July. I was so far removed from this next project, I was thinking, ‘I will never be ready! I’m going to ruin this production. It’s going to be a wasted opportunity to address race and diversity and the current headlines of violence and oppresssion surrounding race and race relations.’ Mostly, I was worried about fucking up. Big time. I was scared by the complicated structure of the show, and by all of the characters, and the flow of the show. Basically, Everything was overwhelming me.
Oh, and I was in the midst of opening the current show.
Not an easy knot for me to untie. (Dorky Viola/Shakespeare reference.)
Except? It was!
Well, I mean, sort of. The other day the hubs was worrying about this Huge role he was recently cast in (Yay!), and I told him, ‘Just start the work. Stop thinking about doing it, and start somewhere. It will help you feel better.’
And that, dear friends, is the same advice I took for myself and my life. I just started. I got down to work. And the Doing has made all the difference!
While my current show is finishing up (today is our last performance), I have been spending half of our performances (and most of my free time) getting ready for the next show’s auditions – happening this Tuesday and Wednesday. Now I find myself eager to jump into the new show, which is a wonderful relief compared to the dread I was feeling only five or six days ago. The pressure feels more manageable, and the opportunities to reach kids about race are still there. I am figuring it all out. (And for the record, so is the hubs. We’re such a with-it couple, I tell ya. *smile*)
I feel like there is a sobriety metaphor in here, too, somewhere. But I will let you find it and what it means to You – just like all Art everywhere. Hee.
Day 187, Just Do It (Thanks, Nike.).