Archive for the ‘I have no support for my art.’ Category

The Hidden Barrier to Finding Creative Time

Parents: Check your guilt at the door and choose art — for the benefit of you, your kids, my kids, and, let’s be honest, the whole entire world.

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The Parent-Artist: When Worlds, and Identities, Collide

Reconciling the parenting identity with the artist/writer identity to become a parent-artist or a parent-writer.

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Thoughts on Thoughts of Creative Acts, Process, and Time

When you’re being creative — writing or painting or performing or whatever — and you start to think about your creative process, and then you begin to write or talk about your creative process, and then writing or talking about the creative process becomes your creative act in and of itself, because you’re so obsessed [...]

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Creative Joining: How (and Why) to Transcend Criticism

Yesterday I was criticized from a quarter I wasn’t expecting. It stung so deeply that I could feel it in my body — literally, a physical reaction — for the rest of the day and well into today. The criticism itself was rather minor, but my reaction to it was so major that I realized [...]

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Posted on August 29, 2010 at 9:58 pm by starkravingmuse · Permalink · Leave a comment
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Is criticism failure?

Last night I dreamt I was being supported by two strong women: one on the ground before me holding my feet, the other right behind me holding my back. Today I felt knocked over a bit by the world — I was criticized by someone I didn’t expect it from — and I kept coming [...]

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The Artist Is Not Something You Become

I’m working these days on two separate essays, one on summer in the suburbs and the other on making a cake — the most special cake I’ve ever made in my life. At least that’s what they’re about on the surface. My intent (and my style) is to go much deeper with them. I excerpted [...]

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Stark Raving Monday v4: Questioning Self-Doubt

It’s something I always do: I get all gung-ho about a project, dive right in — and then choke. I question my motives, my commitment, and most of all my qualifications and credibility, my ability to compete with the big boys and girls. I’m almost 41, and many days I still feel like I’m 12. [...]

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