Design is but a form of applied creativity, as is art or music or dance. You’d think I’d know this by now. Funnily enough, its taken literature review on creativity in adversity to bring home to me that the engine of change and transformation is not design but our own capacity and agency for creative expression.
This means taking a step back and to the side, in order to distance myself from my own chosen manifestation of my creativity so as to ponder the relationship between a personal attribute and its form for expression. On one hand, this makes perfect sense. On the other, it feels as though I’m standing on the edge of a precipice. Does entertaining this thought mean I’m shedding a part of who I am? Or is it that I’m learning to distinguish the engine from the steering wheel? Whatever it might turn out to mean, at the moment I’ve taken the car to the garage.