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An article I saw via Twitter this morning got me thinking about why more adults don’t consider themselves creative. The article suggests that we are all born with creative abilities and somehow these get lost along the way for many people. I would agree with this, and I think the reason why this is the case is this – as we grow up we become more and more fixated on always getting things right and being judged on the things we produce. This starts at school where children are being assessed at younger and younger ages and assessment, generally speaking, does not nurture creativity, it stifles it. How can you be brave enough to try something new if your future success in life is deemed to rest on this or that test? And this continues throughout our lives. It is a rare and valuable employer that fosters creativity in their workforce. More typically they want people to conform to a standard way of doing things, to ensure consistency. Creative thinking may be seen as volatile and dangerous, and not to be encouraged. You want to keep your job, you produce results, not waste your time taking chances on crazy ideas….and yet we all know crazy ideas are usually the best ones.

Young children have no such fear, they create joyfully and without any concern over how ‘good’ it is. Children see their creative works from their own, internal, point of view. They don’t look at something and judge it critically from an observer’s point of view. Ok, this may be because they don’t yet possess the reflective capabilities to view the world as another would, but I think we can learn something from them. Being creative is a process, not a result. I once took a class called ‘Drawing for the Terrified’. The name summed me up. The tutor, Kerry Lemon, was excellent and tried really hard to get us to focus on paying attention only to the sensations that occurred as we moved the pencil over the paper, rather than worrying about what it would look like when we were done. I learnt a lot from the class, however, I did find it incredibly difficult to shift my anxieties and pre-occupation with how I was doing compared to others in the class. It didn’t help that many of the others there said they weren’t terrified at all, but went to every art class they could, so I felt like the odd one out. And, inevitably people wanted to compare end results which meant I ended up feeling like a talentless numpty. But it was a valuable lesson to me to try and let go of any notion of success when being creative, which, of course, is easier said than done.

I’m continuing to work on shifting my focus to enjoying being in my creative flow and letting the end product stand alone. Don’t create for other people…yet….start by creating for yourself. If you are nervous I would recommend saving your early creativity for your own enjoyment only. Don’t share these precious jewels with anyone else. I have some poems I wrote, utterly unselfconsciously, when I was 17 which I have never shown anyone and they feel special to me. As soon as someone else were to read them I would start thinking about how ‘good’ they are and worrying about syntax and rhythm etc, whereas now they evoke priceless memories of how it felt to be the 17 year old version of me.

So, go be creative, and if you find it hard, don’t worry, it’s not that you can’t do it, or that you’re not ‘a creative type’, it’s just that you’ve forgotten how to.


In this safe, non-judgemental forum I hope you’ll join with me in sharing your creative efforts. There is to be no notion of ‘good’ or ‘bad’ work, just positive reinforcement of any and all creative efforts.
Let’s start with colour.
At pre-school we learn that mixing red and yellow together makes orange and we have no qualms about smearing great daubs of paint across a page. It was all about as many colours, in as great a quantity as possible. What happened to the pride with which we used to run home waving our colourful creations above our head demanding inspection and appreciation? Somewhere along the line we became self-conscious and the notion of standards and achievement tainted the process. Not here my friends. I want to see your glorious celebrations of colour! Next time you are out shopping I command thee to purchase some crayons, paints, felt tip pens, coloured pencils or any other colourful creative medium you like. When you get home, don’t even unpack the shopping (ok, you can put the cold stuff away first) fill a sheet with as many colours as you can. Just go for it. Don’t spend ages debating what shapes to make or how your work should look, just pick the colour that most appeals to you and set it free on the page (or whatever you are choosing to enliven with colour, it could be an egg box, a t-shirt, a wall or a face…..)
Mark Rothko and Jackson Pollock understood how pleasing the juxtaposition of colours can be. Just look at these pieces, pure, fabulous colour.
Email me ( with a picture of your own foray into colour. Remember, this is NOT an opportunity to show off or a competition to see who can produce the ‘best’ piece; I simply want to see you enjoy putting colours on a page. Now go do it!

*Insert obligatory “It’s been a long time since my last blog post….” entry here*

Lots has occurred since my last post, some of it creative, some of it not so much. I’ll tell you about it sometime. Meanwhile, I’m glad to be back in blogland and will do my best to be here more often. After all, I’m not much of a creativity coach if I can’t even manage it myself, am I?! Got a brand new post lined up, ready to go, so…let’s do it!

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