Tag: creativity

  • Why boredom is a good thing.

    Why boredom is a good thing.

    We live in a world where boredom is treated like a red flag.
    If you’re not busy, stimulated, or doing something, you must be behind. Lazy. Unmotivated.
    But… what if boredom is actually where the magic lives?

    I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately, how I used to feel guilty for “wasting time.”
    Like I had to fill every quiet moment with a podcast, a scroll, a to-do list.
    But some of my best creative ideas?
    Came when I was… bored.

    Like really bored.
    Like staring-at-the-wall, lying-on-the-floor, walking-without-headphones kind of bored.

    Boredom makes space for your brain to wander

    Creativity doesn’t show up when you’re multitasking or rushing or consuming 37 pieces of content in an hour.
    It shows up when your brain finally has space to breathe.

    Boredom is where the weird, wonderful, and unexpected ideas start to rise to the surface.
    That sentence you’ve been trying to write.
    That idea for a brand.
    That random thought that turns into your next favourite project.

    When you’re bored, your brain gets playful again.
    It starts to connect dots. Imagine things. Feel curious.

    Boredom gives you access to your actual thoughts

    Not the ones shaped by algorithms.
    Not the ones you’re consuming from other people’s opinions.
    Your thoughts.

    When was the last time you just… sat with them?
    No music. No tabs open. Just space.

    It’s uncomfortable at first, but after a while, it’s freeing.
    Because boredom is a detox.
    It clears the noise so you can actually hear yourself again.

    Boredom reminds you why you started creating in the first place

    Remember when you were younger and you made up stories or doodled or rearranged your room just because you were bored?
    That version of you didn’t need permission.
    She didn’t need a five-year plan or a productivity hack.
    She just followed the spark.

    Let’s bring her back.

    You don’t need to fill every quiet moment.
    In fact, those moments might be the ones that save you.

    Let yourself get bored.
    Let yourself daydream.
    Let your brain stretch out on the couch and get weird again.

    That’s where the real creativity lives.
    Not in the hustle. Not in the noise.
    But in the stillness you’ve been taught to avoid.

    Give your mind a minute.
    It might surprise you.

  • Make art. Be hot. Period.

    Make art. Be hot. Period.

    I’ve loved art for as long as I can remember.
    Not in a look at me way, but in a quiet, personal way. The kind of love that feels like it’s stitched into who you are without needing to be explained.

    Growing up, I found comfort in poetry, in reading writers like Jack Kerouac and George Orwell, who somehow put feelings into words in a way that made the world feel a little more understandable. I wasn’t the best at math, I didn’t always feel like the smartest person in the room, but give me a blank page or a set of paints, and I felt like I had everything I needed.

    I think that’s the beauty of creativity. It’s freeing.
    It’s not about being perfect or impressive, it’s about being present.
    When I sit down to paint or draw just for the sake of it, when I write messy poetry, I’m not trying to prove anything. I’m just existing. And in a world that constantly asks you to perform or produce, creating for no reason at all feels like the most powerful thing you can do.

    Art has always been a way for me to stay connected to myself. It’s healing in the way that being outside is healing, like when you take a walk, breathe in the fresh air, and realize how small your worries feel compared to the open sky.
    It’s the same feeling I get when I journal after a long day, literally unloading the noise inside my head onto a page and making space for something lighter.

    Creative expression reminds me that I don’t have to have everything figured out. I don’t have to be the smartest, the most organized, or the most logical. I just have to show up and be myself.

    That’s enough.
    It always has been.

    If you’re feeling a little lost (or just brain-fried), seriously… go make something.
    It doesn’t have to be good. It doesn’t even have to make sense.
    Paint something weird. Write the worst poem ever.
    Just create for the hell of it.
    You’ll be shocked at how much lighter you feel after.