With our teacher showing Jenifers page with her little car (who’s name I forgot) I thought how wonderful to spark up something ordinary with something creative.

I’ve been thinking about my room (may post a photo later), its full of little projects and things that I’ve done to brighten up my life, and make life just a bit more fun.

Creativeness, made from any emotion, brings happiness I think.

Below is my car, Gertrude. She used to be all blotchy white and very sad looking. Now there’s a fan group for her on facebook http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/group.php?gid=5068843567&ref=ts  The previous twenty years my car looked like this http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/photo.php?pid=248100&o=all&op=1&view=all&subj=5068843567&aid=-1&id=278100066&oid=5068843567

But, like Jenifer I decided to spruce things up a bit! I think that was quite creative- certainly took me longer than any art project I was ever set- a small paintbrush and a pot of paint took me over a month to complete it.

Sometimes in the middle of something unrelated, I think of a little thing about creativity. When I notice people being creative, the thing that strikes me most is how other people perceive this creativeness from different perspectives.

The way something is done, the angle taken on it, and the way it appears (as art or as a creative decision etc) is all down to perspective. What Andy Warhol might produce on an “off day” and thinks is just the worst piece he has ever done, somebody who hasn’t got the same knowledge or ideas might feel the emotion put into this piece is really stunning and very creatively done.

The first image here,, is my art teachers artistic impression of my mother, having seen a photo of her, to see it individually alongside the photo shows he has produced a very accurate copy, and one could say it was creative because it is done in a traditional, accurate art-y way.

The second image (black and white charcol) was done from memory, and shows that inside my head I know my mother by heart. SHe doesn’t like this because it is too realistic for her liking!

It is just an illustration to my perspective point.

I saw this just tumbling over a wall and nearly fell of my bike. I think truely, God must be the most creative being there ever was. There is an indefinite spectrum of colour in this world, I favour pinks and purples the most. It makes me feel so joyous inside and renews a love of the world when I see beauty. It makes me want to do things to paint and sing and laugh. sometimes I cry.

The other week I stood staring up at a tree with amazing leaves, down the retreat, when some man stopped and asked me

” Is it aspergers”

no dear, It is a normal (not mad) person appreciating the world around them.

Creativity, thoughts and life take time. Isn’t it a sad fact of life that when one stops to look at the world and think, people wonder if you’re mentally retarded?

On a day to day basis, my eyes see the world full of colours. This morning, after I gave my bike away and has to walk into campus(hence why I was late) I saw the most gorgeous feet in gold walking past.clop clop clop.

I like to photograph beauty.Especially flowers.

I am hoping these photos will work…

It isn’t that I can’t write on here..

apart from not having internet- Tiscali need to get out of India.

I enjoy the creativity module a lot, and there have been some points raised where I’ve sat and though “yep, that’s it in a nutshell”

Yet when I go home and have an idea, or a site search that I want to do I can’t.

I think having personal creative moments, you have act THEN AND THERE. Because by the time I get back onto campus (maybe the next day or two later) I’ve either forgotton, or more importantly, lost my motivation. The time passes. I want to check facebook and write emails to James in Russia.

And I don’t like Blogging actually. When I start to write, it isn’t structured or formatted as to what tangents I might go down. It is a very personal thing, and like now, I don’t want to put too many of my thoughts on here. I’m a personable person, I just don’t want to share it in this impersonal way.

I like chatting with people, throwing ideas into the air (FACING people rather than speaking forwards sitting in a chair debating with a person behind me)

When I did English GCSE, Mr Hyslop rearranged our classroom and we kept it that way alwaya for two years after. He had all our desks in a squared circle, his teachers desk pushed forward. Everyone could see everyone.It made us talk, make eye contact (make faces!) , but you felt involved. With this bloggin I feel like who cares, who’s Really going to read/care what I write? I certainly don’t. I have a diary at home where my thoughts go. Then I can review and edit. It you make a mistake, anyone can stumble upon it. I don;t like that. I don’t feel open to sharing on a site I’m not familiar with. I just feel uncomfortable.

And now I’ve shared all my thoughts on this and not much on anything I should have said. I have a special notebook for this degree module, with a page for sites I find. Will that not do?

Help.

Is learning a skill or some knowledge that has no scope for expansion, where everything has already been discovered, a non-creative activity?

I have a Livejournal, which I used..twice.

And now this is a test for my all new exciting blog (which is so 2004, replaced by tweeting),

Hello. Test. My name is Alice, but call me Lilah when I’m in York.

Cretivity is the main theme. I feel I am a creative person, I often work as a nanny so am used to being creative, having fun, and not thinking too hard about what we’re doing at the time. unrestricted uninhibited imagination!

More later.