Finding the Way Back to Creative Practice ✨️

Finding the Way Back to Creative Practice

I didn’t sit down today to write a blog.

In fact, writing this had already slipped — like a lot of things do when life gets full. Work, responsibilities, emails, planning… it all quietly fills the space where creativity used to sit.

And before you really notice it, your own practice — the thing that once felt like yours — gets pushed to the edges.

Not gone. Just… paused.

Waiting.

There’s a strange shift that happens when creativity becomes part of your work.

You’re still creating. Still teaching it. Still talking about it.

But it’s not always for you anymore.

It becomes structured. Timetabled. Delivered.

And somewhere in that, the quiet, personal part of it — the wandering, noticing, experimenting — can start to fade.

Lately, I’ve been feeling that.

Not a loss of creativity — but a distance from it.

Like I’m circling it, rather than standing inside it.

But what I’m starting to realise is this:

It doesn’t take a full day.

Or a planned shoot.

Or even the “right” conditions.

Sometimes it’s just a moment.

A walk you weren’t planning to turn into anything.

Light catching on something ordinary.

A photograph taken without intention of outcome.

Something small.

But enough.

I took a photograph recently — not for a project, not for work, not for anything other than the fact that it stopped me for a second.

And in that second, something shifted.

Not dramatically. Not in a way anyone else would notice.

But I felt it.

That quiet return.