I tend to make goals and put things in boxes. I think I’m going to write and illustrate stories about using public transportation, I’m going to write a series on misheard lyrics, I’m going to write poems from words suggested by my texting program, I’m going to do illustrations about recovering from depression. It’s good to set goals, but what happens to me is, when the next shiny idea comes along, I either think I can’t do it because I’m working on another project. Or, I feel I’m betraying the old project when I work on my new one. It’s a great way for me to undermine myself and give the itty-bitty-shitty-committee more power over me. And I wind up with zillions of unfinished projects.
My counselor and I talked about this recently. Actually, it’s a subject that comes up often, since my creativity and anxiety are very closely related. She recommends that I braid all the threads of my creative impulses together. I’ve been sharing my visual journals with her for about a year now, and she suggested I start posting the ones on depression. Now I worry that too many of my posts aren’t about depression, but about all these other ideas that pop in my head.
I had to come up with a category that encompassed all I’m doing before I could give myself permission to continue. Even though I’m not drawing or writing specifically about depression every day, I’m using this process to recover and reshape the way I think about depression and my life. I came up with a title for my new journal: Vignettes and Variations. That’ll encompass everything!

And today’s drawing has nothing to do with anything I just spoke of, but of being bullied by a crow:
I’m drawing daily to help manage depression, long-term disability, and life in general. If you’d like to see the beginning of this project, you can see it here. You can also follow me through WordPress or on Facebook.
Your thoughts and shares are appreciated.
Oh, how I love everything you talk about, Joy! I have been trying to shut up all the same voices in my head, esp about projects…gazillians to finish and get started. Oh yes, and lovely crows…My husband and I love them and read they remember who you are if you pass by them in the same area. I look forward to your post every day. I’m going to start posting here too…trying to get over the thought “Who do I think I am, couldn’t be an artist” even though I do art everyday. Peace and Blessings 💓
Thanks for taking the time to comment. It does my heart so much good to know my ramblings resonate with you. We all need to be creative and to make art, but we get so much negativity from outside and inside. I look forward to seeing your posts. And I love crows, too. 🙂
Joy, I find myself looking for your blog all the time, now. You are a gem of a discovery! Your words are an honest tapestry, embroidered with threads of hope, perseverance and grace. Vibrant threads in a world that longs for color!
Thank you so much. I’m glad we found each other. Color and stories are still needed so badly in this world. 🙂
I love your fertile imagination, Joy! Your image of being bullied by a crow is delightful. You have so much to offer. Keep at it! 💕
Crows remind me of a few of my relatives. :). I love them.
Oh I love your crow! And your words resonate with me too. Thank you. Cyber hugs from sunny Liverpool! 🙂
Thanks so much. I hope the birds in Liverpool are frisky , too. It’s part of the delight of spring.