a thing a day that scares you

Sometimes the words and stories from a trip form better for me later...after there has been some time to digest the experience. Sometimes in haste, I also forget to post some sketches from the trip....mostly because I forgot to take a picture of them, and noticed when I was working in the same sketchbook later on. Oh, organization. Sigh.

Swimming in a mountain lake is an exhilarating experience. Especially when it's your first time. Especially when the water is a little chilly. And especially when you haven't been swimming in some time and decide that lovely floating dock...which is in fact about 25feet from shore, isn't that far. Then you get there and hang out a bit. You did it. You swam out to it! Nice! Then you get really brave and dive off the dock, back into the water to swim back to the shore. You get a little over halfway back to shore and suddenly....panic. You are tired, out of breath and not as close to shore as you would like to be. Also, your dog is merrily swimming alongside you, and may in fact try to climb on your back if he gets to close because that is what he did to your friend on his way out to the dock. More panic.

One of two things has to happen. A) you need (and should) keep swimming. You are nearly to shore....and you've been this tired before. Don't panic. Slow down. Keep going. Or B) panic and sink. I chose 'A' and then had a bit of a panicked cry when I got to shore....but I made it, and in the end realized there was no need to be frightened. I'm a good swimmer, I am just out of swimming shape. That, and help was right behind me and keeping an eye on me....and he also happens to be a good and strong swimmer. (And no, I don't mean my dog.)

Creating can cause panic. It shouldn't. The panic lessens the more you create. Creativity is a muscle, the more you use it, the stronger it gets. These are fairly unfinished drawings. These would have caused creative panic a long time ago. Now, they are just fun and experimental...which is exactly what they should be. Wonky shadows from the front of house booth on the hillside (to the left), and poles with bits of brightly colored cloth fastened to them (minus the food vendor tents from the festival in the background...to the right). They don't have to be finished. It doesn't have to be perfect. Relax. Keep going.

I think it's  a good idea to do one thing a day that scares you. That day on the BC trip, I swam in a mountain lake and the Ogopogo didn't get me. (Not that the Ogopogo would have gotten me there because I was in the wrong damn lake...but his cousin could reside there!) I didn't drown 12 feet from shore either.

I didn't do anything today that scared me. But there is always tomorrow.