"And don't think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. It's quiet, but the roots are down there riotous" - Rumi
Its been a deep freeze here for a week now, the kind of cold that is ridiculous. Outside at night the sounds of the cold tree branches swaying and the clear, cold sky above make me realize there is beauty even in the frigid air and freezing limbs.. There is beauty and growth even when everything seems still and immoveable. There is clarity and an excitement for the potential that lay dormant.
I have a cycle with my art; very busy and productive, then not. Repeat. But what I'm finding is I need the down time to "simmer" . I need time to think, and absorb before I let it all out once again. So instead of being upset with myself for this seeming cycle of unproductiveness, I'm going to start trying to see it as part of my work, so that I take the pressure off and allow it to be what it is.
Let me know what your experiences are with your creative output and productivity. I would be interested to hear how other artists work, cycle, and produce.