Oh Lort! I looked back on posts from my beginning and lemme tell ya, things have changed!! My diagnosis’ even. I used to contribute to The Bipolar Writer Blog when I first began blogging. My poetry is on target but my experience … Wow how my perception of my illnesses has changed. Dramatically. I can’t say for certain that it was bad and is now better but I can say that I was more naive then and more realistic now. So. There’s that.
If you’ve been around R.O.E. for any length of time you will know that I’ve attempted to expand many times. I’ve also started from scratch a time or three and no longer have the beginnings of my blogging journey. Soooo neither have I expanded or kept a record of. Wha whaaa! Anywho I enjoyed seeking out some of my earlier, more green writing. My poetry impresses me considering the present moment. My creativity is non-existent.
Feel free to check out my earlier writing on The Bipolar Writer Blog. The easiest way to find my writing is to use the sites search icon. Type in Revenge of Eve and whalah, my posts appear 😊
Generally, I do not struggle with inspiration. If anything, I flourish with ideas. My cup overfloweth. Maybe that is why when my well is dry it is so unusual. I jump from creative project to creative project. This doesn’t bother me because to me art is layers. Layers of life compiled at the right time, on different days, and by natural positioning. When I accept my creative process as such, I am more often than not pleased with the results.
I am coming to realize the less I pressure myself to be a certain way, I am able to be that way. When I first began this post I was struggling to create yet now I am bouncing between posts and painting. Lol. Life is weird that way, isn’t it? One day a struggle and the next a success. Ok, back on track.
What types of things inspire you? Are you inspired by others or do objects that surround you inspire you?
I often wonder if our learning style impacts the way inspiration reaches us. I am a visual learner. I’ve noticed that being a visual learner affects my other senses, for instance, my hearing. I’ve found that if I cannot read your lips, it is difficult for me to hear what is being said. So… If I can’t see you, I can’t hear you. Is that odd? Lol. I think it’s a processing thing. Idk.
Mister (my boyfriend) surprised me with a gorgeous bouquet of fall flowers. There are purples, yellow, and orangish reds… Oh my, the cord those colors struck! (🤔That supports my visual learning/ inspiration theory)
Well, that a wrap, folks. Nothing more to see here 🤓 I hope everyone enjoyed their weekend. Talk to y’all soon.