Recap of The Artist's Way Chapter Six: Recovering a Sense of Abundance, where we talk about thriving as artists and welcoming beauty in.
a recap of month six of julia cameron's creativity workbook, the artist's way

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Recap of The Artist's Way Chapter Six: Recovering a Sense of Abundance, where we talk about thriving as artists and welcoming beauty in.
a recap of month six of julia cameron's creativity workbook, the artist's way
Use the splotches on the pages to help unlock your creativity. The splotches become a bit more complex as you progress. Later splotches include semitransparent images to help open your mind to even more artistic possibilities! These are fun exercises meant to boost creativity so keep it light and fun!Try to allow your imagination to guide you and don't be critical of the outcome.For even more fun you can add color, collage, or stickers. For best results, use dry media. Wet media may cause pages to buckle. Suitable for most artists of any level and age!
Blast to the Past- What would I do over again?
This part of the creativity workbook deals with *~TIME TRAVEL~* The concept has fascinated me since I was a little kid watching Back to the Future.
You have a one-way time machine where you can travel back to any point in your life, and live again from that point forward. What moment would you return to and why? And would you do anything in the past to radically alter your life now?
Let's say that causality wouldn't cause me to not exist as a result. And would I be the age I am now? To avoid any unnecessary waffling, I'll answer 2 different ways.
If I could be the age I was then, I would go back to August 1995, the start of 6th grade. That year was pretty good; great stuff on top 40 radio (I know!), I was continuing to cultivate a "good taste in music", and I was starting a whole new chapter in my life. My time traveling counterpart would try to make friends, just like I did irl. I'm really not sure what made it difficult to make real, lasting friends- I know I was quiet, but that shouldn't be an excuse to be ostracized. Not everyone is extroverted. I showered, of course. Was it the clothes from Walmart?
Gaah, I'm being wordy again. Okay. I would absolutely try out for a team of some kind. I moved to NC at 8, so I was a little too old to start anything. But I wonder if kids entering a new school could join a team and learn how to play something? If so, then soccer or softball (since girls couldn't play baseball). I was almost 11 then. If the sports thing was ootq, I would try to join a club or something. I don't remember there being many clubs at Valley, but there was Odyssey of the Mind. There was a "good grades" stipulation, and my math grade sucked.
One thing I'd be sure to do: Pick up guitar. I had so much time on my hands after homework back then, and I probably would've been able to find motivation, since a few other people in my classes played guitar too. Maybe look for a tutor for math and writing? Or just math and time management. I've never been good at that. We never had a whole lot of money, so tutors were an expense. After a certain age (9 for me), people start thinking it's the kid's own fault if their grades aren't great. If I had a dollar for each time I heard the words "apply yourself more"...
I realize now that I truly did need help a lot younger than 17. I had been pretty sad for several years by middle school. Figure if I could do that stuff, maybe I would've felt better about myself once the shit hit the fan in 7th grade. I would've had friends (hopefully) to back me up.