Just because
What if we played with our hobbies and interests just for the fun of it? Simply because they make us happy? As a process rather than outcome?
What if the point isn’t actually to finish? What if a given completed project is the bonus?
For many, myself included, this is a shocking thought.
And interestingly liberating.
Regular creation without expectation.
sara jane case, enneagram and coffee
No one is counting on us, or waiting for what we produce.
dani shapiro, still writing
Is there such a thing as completed, anyway? Or is it merely a chosen or random point of pause with a given drawing, story, song, recipe, decoration, scarf, pottery, game, clothing ensemble, photograph...?
gina drellack 