In a world where our time and attention are continually mined as a resource, reclaiming your focus and directing it towards creative work is nothing short of a revolution. But if you’re anything like me, devoting time to your creative work is an ongoing process with perpetually shifting seasons. Some months, you might be on a roll and fall into a nice, smoooooth rhythm: making art before breakfast, chores after dinner, plotting revenge plus resting on the weekend. In my busy bee era, an entire year could fly by with plenty of creative gigs (and all the admin work that they bring)—but seemingly no time left over for a personal, creative practice.
The “how do I make time for art” question has plagued artists as long as our profession has existed. I like to imagine a cave painter explaining to their spouse that no, they can’t join for berry picking today because the big moose mural Jerry commissioned is sooo behind. If I could sit down with them today and chat about our shared, eternal struggle, I think the conversation would go something like this:
Not to take the easy way out here, but no one can answer this question but you, dear reader. For example, if you've just become a parent-artist, making time for creative work may be difficult thanks to plain ol’ sleep deprivation. But if you’re an emerging artist, without a small human relying on you for survival, the banana peel in your path might be that you haven’t set up a sustainable work-life-art balancing act yet.
That said, in my short time wandering this earth, I have noticed some universal, sneaky sentiments that can keep artists from making art:
Here’s my current, personal banana peel: my day-to-day work at Fractured Atlas is both concrete and creative—so the prospect of devoting time to my visual creative practice with no guaranteed, tangible results is daunting. Let’s call it the “Fear of Unknown Outcome” Cliff. I might need someone to give me a friendly push : )
Making time for creative work is incredibly important, but maybe not for the reasons you think. Sure, your art simply won’t exist unless you take the time to create it (shocking, I know). But what matters most is your actual experience of this creative time, not just the tangible outcomes from it. Here is a small selection of experiences I’ve had making art, that I can’t get anywhere else:
If time is a finite resource, and every part of your life is competing for a slice of the cake, how can you cultivate sustainable, creative habits? To say nothing of the companies vying for your attention and the extractive workplaces leaving you burnt to a crisp at the end of your shift. Let me be clear: this is not easy work. But the stakes are high, so here are some of my current favorite tools for taking a stand and carving out time for art making:
Sometimes I forget that I’m an artist. As other parts of my life begin taking up more space and time, some sharp elbows get thrown and the most creative parts of me take a back seat. Whether I’m immersed in work, family, side gigs, or a murky yellow wind carrying wildfire smoke to the sea (cough cough), finding time for art making takes intentionality, commitment, and some real bravery. But every time I return to a more regular creative practice, I’m reminded that it never left—it’s been right here, waiting for me.