Birthing Your Art: Becoming a Creativity Doula

“In Full Bloom” by Carrie Schmitt

This is a guest post by Carrie Schmitt.

After my first child was born, I was captivated by the process of giving birth. Shortly after, I became a certified labor doula to support other women through this daunting endeavor.

Today, I find that I am still practicing the positive birth affirmations and relaxation techniques as an artist to help me when I am stuck, feeling lost, or on the verge of giving up.

Creating and giving birth are not that different. The Spanish phrase for giving birth is “dar a luz,” which means to give light.

As an artist, you are giving light to something the world has never seen before — something that comes from within you.

Do you need a creativity doula? Here is what I’ve learned from the birth process that you can apply to your artistic life.

1. Surround yourself with people you trust and will support you to have the art life that you envision for yourself. Your physical and emotional space are important to the process of giving birth to your art.

2. Self-care is essential. You must be rested and take care of yourself to have the strength and energy to give birth to something. Honor yourself, believe in your ability as a creative being.

3. Let me repeat: You absolutely must believe in yourself.

4. Breathe. Take deep breaths and relax. Everything is going to be okay. (Massages help!)

5. Get moving. Moving helps move labor along and might just get your creative juices flowing, too. Do something you love—go for a walk, dance, garden, strike a yoga pose.

6. Practice positive affirmations. Some common phrases helpful during birth and creating art are:

I am totally uninhibited.
I free my mind of fear and negativity.
I can do this.
I am celebrating myself and my life.
I relax my mind and body.
I have courage, faith and patience.
I trust my instincts.
I inhale peace I exhale tension.
I am able to completely let go.

7. Accept discomfort. Labor is pain with a purpose. The same can happen in art. Discomfort means you are stretching and growing. Stretch outside your comfort zone because that is where the extraordinary happens.

8. Be patient. Nobody knows how long each labor will take or what path your journey will take. Some are longer and more difficult than others.

I leave you with the same words I say to a woman in labor: You are giving birth to something beautiful. It’s not always easy, but it’s yours. You created something new and gifted it to the world. What does that say about you? You are amazing.

What helps you through the creative process? Do you have positive affirmations or practices to share?

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Carrie Schmitt is an artist and writer who believes in the transformative power of kindness and gratitude. Her paintings, created in her mountain farmhouse in Washington, are known for their color play and vibrant energy. Sometimes she can’t sleep at night because she is so excited to paint the next day. You can check out her website, carrieschmittdesign.com and find her on Facebook and Pinterest.

Art Around the World: The Sami of Finland

This is a guest post from Amanda Gynther.

Finland is called the Land of Lakes. I call it my light at the end of the world, specifically the northern end. Finland is a land of extreme temperatures, typically extreme cold. It has long winters where the sun becomes scarce and is not visible at all in the north. In the summer, it appears to be 5 p.m. nearly all day as the sun never goes down. The Finns enjoy a beautiful summer time, rarely too hot, but warm and pleasant. The forests become green and full of wildflowers, and the air is pure and crisp. The birds sing, and there is an uplifted mood to be felt everywhere, from every person.

Personally, I have trouble distinguishing the difference between art and innovation and technology. For me, they are one and the same thing.

Humans have been creating since the beginning of time. We see it in the fossil record. It is written in bones and in the beautiful pieces of pottery, carved stone Venus figurines, and all the other artfully made and decorated items which humans once used to help them through their days. Today, Finland leads the world in innovation and technology, making them one of the most creative peoples on earth.

I have driven to the mouth of the ocean where the road ends, where you are so far north that you can drive no farther. And, if you were to continue to travel through the ocean, you would only end up at the North Pole. In the far north there live a people who have received little documentation. They do some of the most exquisite tribal art in the world. They are known as the Sami people.

Finns are a reticent people, and as Finns the Sami speak little, choosing instead to express themselves through their innovative technologies and arts. You can find them in northern Sweden, Finland, and Norway. They are the indigenous people of Scandinavia, a large stretch of land to the north that half the world can’t even locate on the map.

Like the native population in North America, the Sami create a wonderment of art and have their own distinct language and culture.

Perhaps my favorite kind of art which they make is the Sami drum, a shamanic instrument which they use to make their joiks, a form of chanting or singing. For the Sami people, every thing in the universe has its own joik. The local shaman gives a unique joik like a name to everything from the rocks, to the trees, to each animal, and to every human being. Though each individual joik may sound like one thing one day and something completely different the next, it is always the same joik. Please don’t ask me how that works; I was not trained as a Sami shaman, so I really can not explain their magic in full. The Sami beat their drums and they chant. It sounds very similar to the chants of Native Americans, extremely similar actually. It is beautiful.

The drums are generally made from reindeer hide that has been stretched over a wooden base in the shape of an egg. This is interesting as Finland has a very ancient national epic poem called the Kalevala. According to this beautiful written text, an egg broke and the entirety of all that exists spilled out. Most people know nothing of the great epic poem of Finland, but they do know Tolkien’s Lord of The Rings. Tolkien borrowed from and based his most famous works on Finland’s epic and most ancient and beautiful poem.

The Sami use horns from the reindeer often, as a tool to beat upon their egg-shaped reindeer hide drums. But their drums speak on more than just the single level that we are used to associating with percussion instruments, the level of sound. Upon their drums, the Sami paint stick figure symbols in ochre, reindeer blood, ink, or any number of substances. They draw a story onto their instruments. As a musician, I find it touching because many of these stories, if you could read them, deal with gods such as Ukko the god of thunder and many other similar gods of the Sami and the ancient Finns. They draw these symbols lovingly onto the hides of the reindeer they have raised, and which they farm and eventually kill, and consume and utilize to the fullest.

I have been fortunate to sit in the cold night watching the northern lights play in the sky while several of these magical drums were beaten at the same time. In such moments in the darkness, as you look at the sky and hear the call of the drums, you hear the gods and the wild that remains in all living things. You feel a light inside yourself being turned on as the sound and the stories on the drums call to your heart and soul. They spirit you off on a journey through the forest of your own internal workings.

The Sami people make many things, not just beautiful drums, but also gorgeous wool hoods and jewelry. They have even turned knife-making into an incredible art form. I have been so fortunate to experience Sami art. And, I am so happy to be able to carry some back home with me so that I might share the light at the end of the world with everyone who may never have the opportunity to see it.

I have been to many places, and I am not done traveling just yet. So come with me on my nomadic voyage around the globe. And please, see that art is everywhere and every culture makes it. It is the thing that most unites humanity. We as a species stood and walked upright, allowing us to utilize our hands in a wide range of ways to make beautiful art. It is this alone, perhaps, that makes us one race, a human race. So come with me and discover what others are making elsewhere in the world. I would love to have you along for the ride.

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Amanda Gynther began traveling in her early teens to see what existed beyond her own backyard. Today, she continues her travels with her husband and keeps a blog to track the adventure. You can find her on twitter, on Facebook, and on Etsy. Amanda is a lover of good food, good music, international good times, crafty things, art, and good company.

farewell vs goodbye and doing what you must do

Doing What I Do - GM

It is Sunday and my Scoutie Girl post is due. Oh how I stall, avoid, procrastinate. I do laundry and eat lunch, I waffle and ponder, and I don’t decide what it is I need to say. This is the case many Sundays, but this one is different special.

It has come time for me to part ways with Scoutie Girl and it is a very bittersweet time for so many reasons.

When I first wrote here in April of 2011, 14 months ago, I was in such a different place creatively, professionally, and with reference to life and goals. I was pondering things like What is Art?, and What is original?, and even How do you get started? Good questions all, and I still enjoy a conversation around them, but… I am in a place where pondering and conversing are far second to doing. I’d say the prior is a luxury, yet it turns out the luxury is in going ahead and DOING.

We all search for answers and gather information as we try to find our place in life and work. It is natural, and necessary, and there comes a time for it to stop.

Now is that time for me.

The past six weeks since my spinal surgery I have had time for deep introspection and a good dose of  woe is me. Having cancer is hard. Spinal surgery is hard. Life is hard, and so it goes. I may have been dealt a lousy hand this year, but I am far from alone, and for the time being, at least, time does go on.

I have had to decide what I want to do. Not how can I best earn the bucks, or what people will admire me for, or even how much I can give back, but what makes me feel alive?

Don’t ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.
-Howard Thurman

Why, I have asked myself, does it need to take a tragedy to come to this? The truth is the tragedy may have nudged me, but I think I was ready anyhow. I ended last year knowing I wanted to go deeper into my art, write more, and work with people in some healing or growth capacity.

The only thing different is my perspective on time and my new physical limitations. So, I had to make some tough decisions based on both of these. What do I continue with, what do I stop, and what do I start anew?

Sadly Scoutie Girl is a discontinue, FOR NOW. I will likely be back with guest posts as I get my next ventures off the ground!

I have decided to redo my original website again and make it more of a static site for my art, i.e. no regular blog. I will be focusing mainly on my new website and blog and the creative projects I have in mind around it.

I have learned – or, more accurately, remembered – that I am a project artist. I have been trying to force myself into the mold of… I’m not quite sure, but something else. Just creating and not paying enough attention to the purpose I suppose. For me, all my work is multi faceted, the visual images just another language for the deeper work I think about.

I need to embellish with words, to explain what I think, to interact and inspire, and create something beyond imagery that feeds the world! I also need to know when I am done and move onto the next thing.

Again, for now I am done here. I have so enjoyed the writing and even more so the feedback I have gotten here. I would not be where I am (in all the good ways) had I not done this. I have met some amazing people and have gained the wisdom of Tara and expertise of Carrie while I am at it. I have gotten past my fear of the almighty dollar and learned it is about quality of life, not pay checks. I have gained the wisdom and genuine thoughts of many readers I will miss. Perhaps you will join me at Art. Hope. Truth. I thank you all more than words (or images) can say!

And so it is I say farewell, not goodbye, as I go do what I must do to feel alive!

From the Heart,

art to inspire: 9 Inspiring Quotes to get you Through the Summer

The sun is shining and the flowers have bloomed – it is finally summer, the season of rest, relaxation, and sitting by the pool. For me, summer is not just about sunburns and tiny umbrellas, though; it is also the season of reflection and regrouping.

Now, I know that the end of the year is the time typically reserved for these types of things, but the middle of the year is just as good.

Why? Depending on what industry you are in, summers are typically slower than the other seasons, with customers on vacation and kids out of school – leaving you with more time to plan for the next six months and evaluate your progress thus far.

Make sense?

Good.

So while you’re resting, reflecting, and regrouping this summer, here are 9 inspirations to get you through the slow(er) season…

(above) 1. Let the Flower Bloom

2. Let the Sun Shine

3. Find a Path

4. Do Not Forget to be Awesome

5. Live with Passion

6. Ma’am Step Away from the Computer

7. One Step

8. Adventure

9. Don’t Give Up

Have your own quotes to share?

Leave your response in the comments below.

Today’s article is my last post for Art to Inspire here on Scoutie Girl. I have absolutely loved being a contributor here for the last three and half years, but have decided it is time to move on to pursue other interests. Thank you so much to Tara for having me and all the amazing Scoutie Girl readers who have followed my columns here over the years. I hope you’ll continue to follow me on my blog, papernstitch.

what to do when all the pegs are square and the holes round

Arranging the Pieces - GM

“Arrange whatever pieces come your way.” ~ Virginia Woolf

I have long loved this quote and have in many ways modeled my life on it. Even my artwork, primarily digital collage, is a literal arrangement of pieces. I had it included in my online bio at one point and may do so again. It certainly fits the challenges I face or, to honor the metaphor, the pieces coming my way. In the year plus I have written here at Scoutie Girl I have made many changes in my online presence, but my personal life has been pretty stable. Actually the past 2 years, since I have allowed myself to do what I love, life has been as good as it gets for me.

Six months ago all that changed and some very unfamiliar pieces came my way.

I am still far from figuring out how this new picture looks, or where the pieces may fit. That is, if they fit anywhere.

The outcome will likely be far more dimensional than smooth on the surface.

A cancer diagnosis is some scary stuff to deal with it, but what you may not know is how much it can affect every crevice of your life. Everyone’s story is different, and in my case I have been quite debilitated. The irony is rich in that I wrote a post back in December, just prior to my diagnosis, pondering how I would respond to living with a permanent disability. I was experiencing the back pain that led to the MRI that revealed the cancer. Yes, I’m writing about it again.

The thing is I don’t know how not to write about it. It has, as mentioned above, permeated every facet of my life. So, how am I arranging the pieces? Well it is a one day at a time process. Some days it is one hour at a time. As an example, I will share the story of how I came to today’s post, the story of how a creative mind works, even when it is not working so well.

Until yesterday I avoided thinking about it. Then, knowing I was running out of time, I opened my mind to the possibility of an idea. Yesterday we were invited to visit with friends for dinner and there was an arts festival going on in the town. We went a bit early to browse the festival, and while walking back to the car I saw this wall.

This worn and broken building woke something in me that is deeper and stronger than the depression and lethargy I’ve been battling.

My beginnings as a photographer and digital artist were born from abandoned buildings. These forgotten or neglected structures serving as a metaphor for my aging body, although it took time to understand that connection. As soon as I saw the wall I imagined my body scans layered upon the walled up windows. Or, in this case, the x-ray of my newly constructed spine.

How different is my body now that cancer has taken over? My very bones have been replaced by titanium, not unlike the resurrection of an old and broken building. I do believe I have another new series of work here!

I became seriously fatigued last night, another highlight of my new life, and was in bed by 8:00, bailing early on my dear friends. I thought no more about the post. A good sleep must have helped. I often process work and solve problems in my sleep and dreams.

The quote came to me this morning as my topic to spin, and then as soon as I arrived on the Scoutie Girl page, Janice Bear’s very honest post on mental disorders caught my attention. I admit to being depressed lately due to my circumstances, but the truth is I have struggled with depression for many years and have been medicated for most of them, including now. Those who have not experienced mental disorders may assume that the medication always works. Not so. I am currently experiencing situational depression in addition to my normal problem and while taking meds.

I would reiterate most of what Janice says in terms of solutions to get through the muck, and add one important one for myself:

Just do it!

When Nike first made that phrase popular my husband would tell me all the time to “just do it.” Oh how I loathed that, and yet I’ve come to understand. When you show up to the page, or canvas, or keyboard – whatever your medium of creation – something often happens. As I opened my mind yesterday and was rewarded with the wall, I have many times found inspiration just by showing up, and then I adapt.

I arrange the pieces coming my way, and when they don’t fit I make do.

A square peg may not fill a round hole, but it can still work.

How do you deal with the unwanted pieces that come your way in work, and in life? Do you adapt, compartmentalize, or something other?