Creative Stagnation via a Warm Blanket

Creativity is fickle. It can flourish in the most hostile conditions, and be stubbornly stagnant when things are going great.

Lately I've felt as though the latter is true. I've fallen into the routines that cause my creativity to go dormant and not want to try new things.

I work, I go home, I dabble in creative work and applications, rinse and repeat

 A recent push to stimulate myself creatively, calling back to the architecture that inspired me when I first started taking pictures.

A recent push to stimulate myself creatively, calling back to the architecture that inspired me when I first started taking pictures.

Each day I push to read and write, but even if I do both not much comes of it. One of the most important sayings that I swear by is that nothing good comes from being comfortable, and I can feel that comfort surrounding me again. Like a warm blanket tucking me in to sleep, but that sleep is a monotony that I can't stand.

Insulating me against the fears of the world. Lulling my creativity into a debilitating slumber that I don't want to go into. 

So how do I break out of it? Simple. Become uncomfortable.

Now even though I know the solution, I don't know the extent of what is uncomfortable to me at this point. I'm struggling with a lot of discomfort right now, but not in the same way. My current discomfort is in my sense of self, when it's my environment that has been the important factor previously. I need to push myself past that comfort barrier and wake myself up again. I need something fresh to breath life into my work, where currently I just see the shell of what could be.

So what will it be, new collaborators? Different style? A project? Maybe all three, but time will tell what ends up being the solution.

For now all I need to do is start.