Desparately seeking sewjo
I don’t know what’s wrong with me lately, but I’ve found it impossible to just sit down and sew. Last weekend I laid out my fabric, opened my Asaka Kimono pattern, and just stood there, staring it at. Then I put everything away and watched an episode of Jane the Virgin.
I’ve been a little down in general lately. Blame it on the weather or early-thirties ennui… I just can’t seem to get the same thrill out of things that I did a few years ago. It's not that this is a revelation; I know that emotion, and even surface happiness, is cyclical. I can embrace the sad times and be ok with quiet reflection; life is long, and it can’t all be sunshine and lollipops.
But anyway, now that I’ve established that I’m self-aware, I’ll establish one more thing: I’m pissed!
It bothers me that I can’t seem to finish a project. It bothers me that I have the time, and yet I spend it looking at Facebook and reading vapid articles on Buzzfeed. This isn’t the kind of person I am – I do things!
I imagine my lack of sewjo is a manifestation of larger unknowns (we want kids, we’re not sure how long we can stay in San Francisco… and then there’s Donald Trump). But I can’t control those things; what I can do is put my energy to good use.
So how do I get inspired again? Has anyone else successfully overcome a creative rut? Any advice would be much appreciated.