I just returned from a University of Wisconsin basketball game. I didn't want to go because it's cold outside, bitter cold. It's dark, hey, it's night.
I just ate a nice supper and wanted to curl up with my new library books but that wasn't going to happen. We have season tickets and this is one thing that once I'm there I have a great time. It's the getting in the right frame of mind. I remind myself to dress in layers, wear my boots, make sure I have my scarf, mittens, warm hat and my ticket. I get dropped off which is a real plus since my husband tends to park in the "free Parking zone" which seems to be about 8 city blocks from the arena. He joins me later after having a good run from his parking spot back to the arena with a stop at the bus station to pick up his M & M's.
I get to go in and have a guard ask me to hold open my jacket. I always tell them I am wearing red but I don't think that's what they are checking for.
What exactly they are checking for is beyond me. A gun? A pizza strapped to my chest? Water bottles or soda bottles hanging by straps under my arms? It's a puzzle. But, they always smile when I say I'm wearing red and scan my ticket and let me in.
But, I'm straying from what I wanted to say............it's about getting in the right frame of mind. Sometimes it's difficult to just sit down and be creative. Some times you have to coax the mind to play a little. You have to get it to let go of the "must do's" and let it wander off into the "what if's"
I actually have some of my best creative thoughts when I am sitting in the second balcony of the Kohl Center watching a basketball game, listening to the roar of the crowd, the noise of the student section and the band. It all begins to blur into a sea of colors of red and white and part of my brain knows when to clap for a basket while the other part of my brain is seeing patterns or thinking about what I might create next.
A sunset photo that I took earlier might be mulling around in my brain and I can see the photo on fabric and the entire photograph extended with actual fabric............. maybe you have to be in my brain to see that one.
Now that I am home, it's late but I still have to jot down some ideas or thoughts that I had about some projects. It was a good game, we beat Northwestern soundly. I absorbed some energy from a happy crowd of 10,000 or so. And, my husband is happy because he can go to a basketball game with his wife and she's happy about it. And, all I have to do is remind myself that the basketball game is a good thing for me for switching on my creative juices.