Seasonal fruits are hard to count on, because they’re not always there for you when you want them (I’m talking red currants, concord grapes, apricots, figs). While their limited time offer is part of the appeal, we can’t rely on them to be a core part of our diets.
In a similar way, if we’re looking to commit to creative work, then showing up only in short, seasonal bursts only when we feel like it is a shortsighted way to creative professionalism.
The alternative we can count on is to be a staple. We can always find broccoli, spinach, apples, oranges, and bananas all year round; They’ll always be here when we need them.
Being non-seasonal makes it a promise. It’s not as splashy and colourful as a summer’s berry, but part of the hard work is to be present even when it’s not peak season.
School didn’t teach us about owning what we do. Rather, it put us through a process of following a specific set of guidelines so that we can keep on moving to the next step up. It didn’t teach us how to take pride in our projects, or how to use our interests towards our craft, and that’s okay.
Maybe our romanticized idea of a designer meant wearing fancy clothes, having a well curated living space, being able to talk about kerning, knowing all the Adobe shortcuts, or eating fancy meals all the time.
Maybe all the schooling didn’t equate to the outcome.
We don’t have to force ourselves to fit the label, as long as we can find one that fits us instead.
It’s easy to stop ourselves from what we want to do due to being self-conscious about how we’ll look to others.
Should I sing out loud? Probably not, people will think it’s strange.
Will I look stupid if I call her name more than 3 times in a row if she doesn’t see me?
If I post this on Instagram, will it be cool enough and get more likes than the last time?
But finally, does it matter?
It’s silly, but it’s real and it doesn’t stop coming. So what’s left that we can do?
If it’s important enough to us, if it’ll make somebody else’s day better, if it’s something we’ve got to say, then ignoring the voice of resistance might bring more value than worrying about how we look from the outside.