01 July 2013 @ 10:47 am
*Heavy sigh*  
Today I woke up not wanting to go to the office. It felt so hard to leave home on Sunday night after being so high on dopamine working on different art projects the whole weekend.

I haven't been making anything art-y for a while, except for that one time I did a scrapbook workshop for Christine back in March. I was so inspired by postcrossing and mail arts, and the art exchange I was going to do with [profile] krissaur, that I NEEDED to be with my art supplies immediately. I worked on my card for Kriss first, and in an instant my room went from tidy to looking like a plane crash site.

My mom came in to show me something and ...
Mom : Hey look at this picture of your aunt, she did a very cute hijab style and - OH MY GOD! What are you doing??
Me : I was making a card! (I was finished and was in front of my computer when this conversation took place)
Mom : Your room looks like this for a card?
Me : Well I need different supplies to make one card ...

To think about it, it has always been like this whenever I'm inspired to make something or in the middle of making something. Everything is out on the floor, save one little spot for me to sit on, and it would be very difficult to walk around without accidentally stepping on something. The more I look at the scattered supplies, the more I get inspired to create. My whole body was controlled by dopamine, the more you feed it, the crazier it works inside you. I only stopped for food and bathroom breaks, or waiting for my glue to dry while browsing the internet. I didn't even have my weekend naps, I was constantly working on my art. I didn't even realize that my phone was dead. It probably has since yesterday. If I was alone, I'm pretty sure I would have loss my regimen. I won't eat or sleep properly. Just like when I was in Japan (it was worse because the room was smaller). I actually almost feel like a real artist.

This was how my room looked like when I was working for Tommy's Scrapbook Project

I'm pretty satisfied with what I made, considering the limited time I had. Sadly, all good things have to end. I had to go back to my tiny apartment room on Sunday evening to go to work on Monday morning. To face the fact that reality is, I am required to sit for 8 hours a day in a cubicle for a living. That I'm not an artist, I don't have the luxury that is the time and freedom to explore ideas and make as many artwork as I can.

Now I can only hope for weekend to come faster.
Current Mood: sleepy
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krissasaur[personal profile] krissasaur on July 25th, 2013 12:47 pm (UTC)
................ This post basically sums up my love/hate relationship with art. I CANNOT STAND BEING SURROUNDED BY A MESS. but i literally cannot do art w/o my room ending up like this.

I shoudl have too pics of what my room looked liek from making yours XD But i just cleaned it up yesterday (yes yes it sat messy for like a month I am terrible BUT I HAVE EXCUSES OKAY.)

Here is an old picture of my room I have though:

My spot to sit. XD

You are a real artist! DON'T SAY THAT.

Edited 2013-07-25 12:48 pm (UTC)
taxcha: Andrej | Laugh[personal profile] taxcha on July 25th, 2013 03:42 pm (UTC)
YES it's actually very inspiring but stressful at the same time to be in that mess, too. I constantly lost track on where I have put my stuff, scouring through everything restlessly while wondering "WHERE DID I PUT MY SCISSOR AGAIN????" XDD

Wow, I love your art supplies :O See, from the supplies alone your room looks more like an artist's, mine is like ... probably a paper crafter's XD