I’m writing this on the evening of February 28, 2012. I have a bad migraine. I want to get off the computer and go back to bed, where I’ve already spent most of my afternoon.
I’ve been wanting to create posts for this new blog all month, but I’ve needed time to figure out what the heck I’m doing here. I’ve started more blogs than I can remember, and abandoned most of them within days. I don’t want that to happen again. (Although if it does, so be it. I really believe there’s nothing wrong with learning through making mistakes.)
I have an art journal displayed on top of the dressers to my right, in this room where I’m typing right now. The journal is open to a quilt design that I finished in January. I love this drawing, because it’s so imperfect. Like the quilts of Gees Bend, its lines are kind of haphazard. There are surprising and unexpected variations in the pattern. All of those things make it more dynamic, and satisfying to me.
What the heck are you trying to say, Michelle? I guess what I’m trying to say is this: I just need to start this blog. Just start.
And I would invite you – my reader at this precious bend in the time/space continuum – to start something, too. Because you know there’s something you’ve been wanting to start.
Do it. We both know you can.
And don’t worry about the haphazard, or the surprising, or the unexpected results – what some people might call the mistakes.
It’s exactly those things that will make your work more dynamic, and satisfying.
And necessary, to the world.