Part one: My creative process.

What is it made of?

Dear Readers of Catching Shower Flowers,

As promised in my preface here is the full bodied piece that is Part one: My creative Process.

A large body of work—

think process journal,

a pause,

a slow exploration.

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There’s a reoccurring question I have been asked over the years, a question I’ve struggled to answer in short as it is multi-layered, seasonal and ever-changing—

“What is your creative process made of?”…

… often whilst deeply living in it, moving with it, there is but rare occasion to step outside of my own process and be audience to it— so with that, I have written this piece as a way to honour the question for both myself and as an act of hospitality to you the reader, through words, with language, as a personal avowal and as an offering to you, a beloved reader of ‘Catching Shower Flowers’.

In this piece, Part one I will explore in greater lengths through the art of story telling the below methods that work together making up how I approach my process creatively—

1. Improvisation

2. Playfulness (Childlikeness).

3. Dance

4. Storytelling and verbal processing

5. All mediums, no bounds

… and in part two

6. Do everything else first

7. Catching words

8. Taking notice (and store-housing for later).

9. Stillness and solitude

10. Collaboration

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Before you read on, as an entree, I’d love you to read the below two love letters if you haven’t already… these pieces set a beautiful preface to what you are about to feast upon in regards to my creative process…

A preface

I am very sensitive to beautiful things.

Now let us together move into the piece…

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1. Improvisation

I have found 

that improvisation 

is sometimes

more powerful 

than my initial intentions

or

my creative preparation 

or

my clever rationales—

Is it backwards

of me 

if the intention 

finds

me

later?

I can see a consistent word, a faithful pattern threading through and behaving much like a welcoming glue to my entire creative process, one I lean into as a home I easily dwell —