I've been crocheting again, making a market bag for our summer beach trips. I hadn't picked up a hook for a while- in fact it's been a while since I did anything creative besides photography and writing. Sometimes I crave the repetitive motion of crocheting- it's calming, and sort of meditative. The process of making is soothing to me. The progress, the evolution of it- various raw ingredients coming together to create a new entity. Whether it be yarn and hooks, flour and eggs, paint and canvas, ink and paper, film (or sensor) and light... the act of making- the process itself- is beautiful to me. The finished product is too, but the process is what gives it meaning. That is why handmade things are so special, and why creativity fuels the soul.
I'm writing over on my photography blog more lately, trying to keep photography-related things there and making this blog more about my life apart from my business. Of course there is so much overlap, as photography is such a huge part of my life and integrated into every other part of it. I want to share more of who I am over there, beyond the pictures I take, because more and more my business is truly about who I am. So go subscribe if you haven't already.
This blog has always been about finding the balance- keeping a hold of who I am in the midst of becoming a mother and running a business. It's about honoring the creative parts of myself and not allowing the busyness of life to crowd out the things that make me feel connected and present. Because that time taken for me- to create, and nurture, and make- helps me to be more centered, calm, and focused in every other area.