Well, I would have loved to write with pen and paper and it did start great on the ferry to the continent. Had two hours and spent most of them writing but that was really it.
Firstly it was so hot you could hardly move which dried out my brain and consequently my creativity and secondly I was so busy helping my gran and spending time with my family that there was none left for writing.
Don’t get me wrong I enjoyed that thoroughly but I missed writing though. Was reading Virginia Woolf’s lectures “A room of ones own” and experienced in reality how true it is that you need a space for yourself and time for yourself to be creative.
That is maybe the best input I got for my creative work: my thoughts about feminism and todays female artists.
Are we still fighting with the same problems like the creative ladies of times gone by?
Do we have the same freedoms as male artists have?
Is it really a question of gender or is it a question of how society sees and treats art?
Had a discussion on Twitter with a very conservative feminist lady a few weeks ago who said something: women bear children that is why they are more peacefull and try to protect more and men are violent which makes women victims. Men have to change then everything will be ok.
That seemed to be a much too simple explanation to me and it made me think ever since. Things are not that simple especially not when humans are involved.
I will go on thinking and see what comes from it.