The Blob Stage: What Growth Really Looks Like
๐๐ก๐๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ ๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ?
๐๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ, ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ก ๐๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ .
I walked into a recent workshop with good energy. Ten minutes later, I was staring at what looked like chickenpox on silk, very frustrated.
I'm not an artist.
I signed up for a fan painting class because someone said it would be relaxing. Go figure.
I skipped the template. I didn't pick the colors everyone else was using. I started with my favorites and no plan. I then added polka dots, my current obsession.
It felt promising right up until the paint hit the silk and ran. Dots turned into blobs. Blobs turned into a mess.
Instead of starting over, I kept adding. More color. More layers.
That's when the dots started connecting. The colors started working together. By the end, I had something that looked like a peacock feather.
Here's what the "ah-ha" moment was: ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ง ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ .
The mess is what the start and middle look like ... especially when you've put down the template, and you're making something that's actually yours.
Don't mistake unfinished for wrong.
That's one of the lessons I write about in my book, Audacity, coming this October.
Tell me - what's in your blob stage right now? I'd love to hear it.