Imagine that your creativity is an entity of its own. What does it look like? Does it have a shape? What color is it? Does it move or is it static? Does it have a name? Where does it reside—in you, near you, somewhere apart?
My creativity is a sphere that’s slightly fuzzy on the edges. The blur is from scattered particles outside the denser main body of speckles that are all single creative ideas. I see it as the photo of a distant elliptical galaxy.
My creative sphere changes sizes. Sometimes it’s small and dark, like a red dwarf star or a galaxy on the edge of being engulfed by a black hole. Other times it expands, loosening the bonds between the individual points that comprise it, and changes color to a bright creamy white.
Regardless of size and color, my creativity hovers in front of me at eye level but pans left and right randomly. It doesn’t have a name. It’s quite a stellar image, isn’t it?Posted by kuri at February 18, 2005 06:21 PM