Well, there's no backing out now. I have confirmed my enrolment in the PhD program and am about to kiss life as we know it goodbye. From this point forward there will be a many headed monster of expectation, procrastination, anxiety and word count to manage on an ongoing basis.
So, to make sure that my entire life is not taken over by the sensible trousers, this week I have been inspired to start a new group thang with my mates. I stumbled across this exceptionally good idea whilst searching for whole food recipes which I will employ to combat my sinking feeling that my family is eating way too much convenience food. Baked beans on toast anyone?
I floated this idea of a foodie club to my friends and have received great bucketloads of enthusiasm in return. There are now around 25 signed up members and we have a date for our first fiesta. However, we have tweaked the original cookbook club idea and are all going to cook from the fabulously food-filled Smitten Kitchen blog for our inaugural event. This will be an excellent source of distraction whilst planning my mammoth research and writing event over the next short while. Because, naturally, the most pressing question of the moment is not how shall I begin my literature review but instead, what am I going to cook?
Thursday 22 March 2012
Wednesday 21 March 2012
Thursday 15 March 2012
The big reveal.
Okay, so I have been a little distracted and kind of completely not doing anything aardvarky for the last wee while.
But with good reason.
I have been quietly beavering away at an entirely different kind of project, namely making my life more like what I would like it to be like.
I have quit my job. Quit, quit, quit. Done, finished, resigned, left the building. And I have applied for PhD candidature on a project that I am absolutely super excited about. I think this is possibly my most creative act of the year so far. Certainly it is the act that has required the most giant leap of faith and reassessment of the shape of my universe.
And all this rearranging of things has made me realise that for me, art art is only one aspect of creativity. Because, you know, life is art, right? So spending time re-shaping your life to be more fulfilling and interesting and engaging and generally more like the kind of gal at the party whom you go home really wishing you had a chance to talk to, that's an art too.
Also, I have been making gardens. At my house, in the backyard and down the side. Making gardens is good. And now I am like some kooky garden pervert and drive around just staring at other people's gardens and checking out their foliage.
So this year*, I am very optimistically going to attempt to -
1. revive the aardvark
2. write a PhD (ok, some of it)
3. do work that I enjoy
4. walk the dog every day
5. feed my child something vaguely nutritious every once in a while
6. keep the new gardens alive
7. paint the house
8. not get caught in another job that doesn't suit me
9. spend Sundays with my husband
10. start a new business with my friend Bec.
* Yes, I am aware the the traditional time for new years planning has passed and we are now in March and it is way too late to pull a bunch of bogus resolutions out of my arse. But that's just how I roll.
But with good reason.
I have been quietly beavering away at an entirely different kind of project, namely making my life more like what I would like it to be like.
I have quit my job. Quit, quit, quit. Done, finished, resigned, left the building. And I have applied for PhD candidature on a project that I am absolutely super excited about. I think this is possibly my most creative act of the year so far. Certainly it is the act that has required the most giant leap of faith and reassessment of the shape of my universe.
And all this rearranging of things has made me realise that for me, art art is only one aspect of creativity. Because, you know, life is art, right? So spending time re-shaping your life to be more fulfilling and interesting and engaging and generally more like the kind of gal at the party whom you go home really wishing you had a chance to talk to, that's an art too.
Also, I have been making gardens. At my house, in the backyard and down the side. Making gardens is good. And now I am like some kooky garden pervert and drive around just staring at other people's gardens and checking out their foliage.
So this year*, I am very optimistically going to attempt to -
1. revive the aardvark
2. write a PhD (ok, some of it)
3. do work that I enjoy
4. walk the dog every day
5. feed my child something vaguely nutritious every once in a while
6. keep the new gardens alive
7. paint the house
8. not get caught in another job that doesn't suit me
9. spend Sundays with my husband
10. start a new business with my friend Bec.
* Yes, I am aware the the traditional time for new years planning has passed and we are now in March and it is way too late to pull a bunch of bogus resolutions out of my arse. But that's just how I roll.
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