Creative Process in Photos pt. 1

The process of composing literary work, documented in photos.

Creative Process in Photos pt. 1

Creative Process in Photos pt. 1

The process of composing literary work, documented in photos.

Second Thoughts

It’s been a six-plus year process while taking substantial breaks. I didn’t start writing because of COVID-19 or due to quarantine. However, those unfortunate circumstances provided more space to prioritize this project, but I’ve never stopped writing. As an English major at the University of Washington, I made sure to enroll in courses with professors who challenged me intellectually. When I decided that journalism was not a career path that I wanted to persue long-term, I still priortized Communication professors who truly valued scholarship, not just those who were going to grant easy grades. I took challenging courses on purpose.

In college, I was a student researcher for an academic textbook, I worked on honor thesis, I studied abroad, I founded a mullticultural student organization (w/members who were rockstars in the academic department). All of which precipitated my career path. It led me towards college access, career services, and currently workforce development. I’m not being hyperbolic when I say that I’ve worked with thousands of people throughout the state of Washington; corner-to-corner. I’ve coached youth sports and I’ve mentored so many more. I’ve worked with community leaders, higher education leaders, industry leaders, political leaders, and those in the streets. I never felt a need to have a social media presence. I’ll walk into a room in Seattle, and someone will go, “Thats Pat…

The creative process took it’s toll on me. My greatest creative flaw is that I am profectionist. Every line must have significance. Each word must have significance. So, I absolutely choose my words wisely. The substantial breaks derive from the notion that if I can leave something for a while, then return back with fresh eyes, and I’m still enamored with it – that’s ART. Hell, this website tells a story just through using colors.

With my background and experience, I’m not meant to be self-published. I should 100% be published under an inprint. But quite frankly, I didn’t have the patience back then, so I figured that I would just teach myself the process.

Career-wise, I’ve been playing 4-D chess for years. I’ve accomplished quite a bit; however, if I were an individual who said yes to everything… I’d have more. But I’m not complaining. I’m thankful for what I’ve worked for.

I wrote a chapter in FreeSense called “Clearing da’ Cache”. For me, it symbolizes leaving those behind who are in your ‘”corner” for nefarious reasons. I’ve never been niave to believe that everyone who smiles and laughs with you truly cares about you. It’s more people than you think, but it’s also less people than you think. Ultimately – what perturbed me was that certain individuals actually thought I believe that. However, it must be a testiment to how I was raised, to always be respecful of others.

The expectations of me within the community weighed deeply on my soul. I’ve heard how composed, chill, laid-back that I am for my entire life. But I grew up tough and I was raised with an iron fist. Fortunately, so many people poured postivitity into me to the point some people thought I grew up sheltered; and I wish that were the case because I don’t want to flex struggle & hardship. That isn’t cute.

What I learned in my creative writing classes is there are creative people with phenomial imaginations. I used to continually ask myself, “how did they come up with that trope?” Until I realized that often times it was not grounded in reality. It was like a uptopic, mythical world… My brain won’t permit me to think that abstract, unless I do some kind of ayahuasca drug.

What I can do is write about human interactions because I’ve dealt with a lot of humans… Many of whom have confided in me. Hundreds of individuals who shared their stories with me. My lord is that shit heavy. The challenges, the burdens, and the trauma that people of all walks of life carry with them on a daily basis.

It burnt me out.

So, I had to take the space and sit with it. I had to ask myself, how am I going to navigate the rest of my life because this way is not healthy.

So, I systhensized my experience. I began writing about my life first with Beautiful Trash, and in that process, I expounded on the message to connect with others. This became the FreeSense series. It’s An Anthology of Sh*t I WROTE. Hell, even the subtext is ART, especially when you consider the age of artificial intelligence with original content.

As I transition from StandPat back to PatchyP (or Patchy), I leave resentment and dissapointment in the past. I understood that most people would not understand what I was working towards (altough I was transparent), so it helped me clear-the-cache. Patchyp moves forward with the people held me down. Those who privetely critqued me, those who advised me, those who supported me, but more importatly, those who stood by my side.

Pictures don’t do the creative process justice. It’s just a snapshot.