Stepping out on opening night

Every moment of one’s existence one is growing into more or retreating into less.         Norman Mailer

In this world you’re either growing or you’re dying so get into motion and grow. Lou Holtz

Julia Cameron talks of artists dates. This was a practice of mine some time ago and I fell off the wagon. Due to a recent change in circumstances I have felt isolated, alone and needing connection. I’ve identified activities and events to attend, I’ve flooded my calendar with them in fact but when the time arises I find it hard to get dressed and step out the door. It’s so much easier to stay at home and hide from the world.

Scrolling through social media I noticed a friend was interested in an event. Looking into it I discovered it was an opening of an indigenous art exhibition at a gallery I follow. I popped it in my calendar thinking it could be a nice opportunity to get out and be around people.

An hour before the event I was already seeing myself curled up on the couch with a book and cup of tea. I was making plenty of excuses not to go. Noticing this self-defeating pattern of behaviour I messaged my friend and asked if she was going. She was unwell. She did however encourage me by reminding me of the artist date concept. After a little delay I threw caution to the wind  (oh yes, risk taking needs to become a bigger part of my life from now on. Minimal as those risks might be in the short-term) and got dressed (yep, big decisions here too. Could easily have derailed the whole thing right in the wardrobe. To cut the crap and the debate in my head I selected a simple dress and sandals. No fuss – simple and easy) and headed out.

A lightness instantly descended upon me, or is that the heaviness lifted? Either works and perhaps are synchronistically synonymous in this instance.  Parking a short distance away and walking toward the gallery, passing Friday night revellers I felt a freedom and a confidence in having made the decision to step out of the house, out of my funk and into life. Choosing action over inaction and movement instead of ‘stuckness’ felt great.

The exhibition was intimate. The works pure and innocent with captivating colours and symbolism. Compared to other crowded opening nights it was an event attended by a small number of art enthusiasts passionate about indigenous art. I wasn’t exactly surrounded by people and I didn’t connect in any overt way with anyone but it was nice to share the space and see the appreciation for the works in the demeanour of others. It was a shared experience.

My excursion wasn’t a long one but gosh it was liberating. Some readers may think that odd because going out on a Friday night is such a normal thing to do and going to a gallery opening isn’t exactly skydiving. When the fabric of your life has been slashed and your self-esteem and sense of self-worth have been demolished by the cruel acts of another and tragic circumstances it’s hard to stand up straight let alone step out into the light.

I know this is just a small step to recovering and rediscovering life. I am looking forward to many more opening nights and opening myself to new and exciting opportunities.

 

A year of inspiration: inspired by my friend Catherine and the need to step out and into the light and explore life from a new perspective.

12 thoughts on “Stepping out on opening night

  1. I know that struggle all too well and I love that you had the exact liberated feeling once you had committed to your decision to go out!

    Keep up the great work and keep enjoying new experiences!

    • Sue I went out again this week to the opening of an exhibition, funnily enough. It wasn’t as hard as last week but still a little battle of humming and hawing. As I was driving home I did feel a sense of gaining strength. It’s a good feeling and one I’ll grasp when I feel it. It was especially nice tonight that I met and chatted with a lady who shared similar interests. We’ll hopelfully connect again over art.

  2. This post is not only inspiring it’s therapeutic , so much so , I needed time to read and reread it , watch the wonderful Julia Cameron and dive into the’expore’ feature .
    Loved the bones of it all .
    Art should be on prescription…you’ve inspired me to step out …I thank you .
    Cherryx

    • I did it gain this week Cherry.i went to an opening of an exhibition and got talking to a lady. We both love art and architecture so we exchanged phone numbers and hope to let each other know when we find other opportunities to go to exhibitions, wander and marvel at buildings. There’s that universe at play again. I asked to build connections with like minded people and hey presto.
      I’d love to now where you find yourself on your artist dates.

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