The Art of Doing Nothing
For most of 2015 and until the opening reception of my solo show in February 2016, I was pretty much a “doing machine”. A solo show is a lot of work. Not only is there the creation of the art, but a show includes quite a lot of organization and marketing. Basically, 2015 was all about the solo show. Don’t get me wrong. I am not complaining. It was an awesome opportunity. But, it really was a year of constant “doing”. And when I wasn’t actually working on the solo show, I was constantly THINKING of doing stuff for the solo show.
When the show wrapped up, I thought I had taken a break. I immediately took the sewing machine to the service center for its annual cleaning which gave a self-imposed break from sewing for a couple of weeks. However, somehow, I kept working on the business side of art. In essence, I never really took a break. Adrenaline was running through my body coming off the show and I wanted to take advantage of the momentum from the show.
A week ago Sunday, we had a really beautiful day with the temperatures into the low 80’s. I had spent the early part of the day having brunch with a friend and then visited the Jackson Pollock exhibit at the Dallas Museum of Art. That afternoon around 3pm, I sat outside on my patio with my dog Bella on my lap and did absolutely nothing. NOTHING. I didn’t bring a book, no music, nothing. Just sat and enjoyed doing absolutely nothing.
At first, I thought that Sunday afternoon of enjoying the patio was just me enjoying one of the first pretty afternoons of spring. But by Tuesday, I still wasn’t getting anything done. I wasn’t going to the gym, I wasn’t working on art…either creating art or the business. Nothing. I quickly recognized that my body and soul was craving a break. So, I put my To Do list aside and decided to do NOTHING for the rest of the week. My self-imposed mini-vacation was to end on Saturday.
By Saturday, I was back to my old self and in the studio and at the sewing machine. Sometimes, it is OK to just take a break.