The idea of creative freedom almost sounds like a redundancy. To be creative is to be free. That is the goal, I believe. It’s why creativity is often so closely associated with personality – that is, one’s right to expression. In fact, some artists are as well known for their open personalities as they are for their work. So why do I still view creative freedom as a luxury?
Is it because it’s been put in a box? Has creativity been made into too much of a commodity, like everything else worth paying attention to in this world? The definition of ‘the struggle’ in action comes to mind: you could spend your life chasing the dream, (perhaps in the form of that perfect job), only to find out rules and restrictions are imposing on your idea of the ultimate way to work – and live. It’s a little unsettling when you think about it.
But Organisation is not a bad thing, although the notion of ‘structure’ may seem a little threatening to some. In a way, there is no creative freedom without a measure of foresight. That idealistic term may evoke an image of child-like paint splattering, it takes a rather more grown-up approach. It means planning and having enough confidence in yourself to take control.
This is something I am beginning to realise through the work I do. I have so many goals I’d like to achieve. So much so that the thought of not doing my best to see them through sends me into a panic. And that’s just it. It really isn’t about the accomplishment, but the horror of living with the knowledge that you didn’t do enough. That you didn’t try to make some of the scenarios you (day)dreamed of take place in the real world.
My version of creative freedom is letting these ‘dreams’ lead my creative process.