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by Henk ter Heide on Friday March 5, 2010

No, I know. This isn’t the first writing session. But I thought if I just call it “writing” WordPress should add a number. And I think it will. The next time I call an article “writing”.

But anyway I was planning to do a drawing today.
A few days ago while doing one of my lines drawings I came about an interesting shape I wanted to use in a drawing.
But of course that sketch didn’t work. So I started anew. The second drawing also didn’t work for me. But the third did. Sort of.
So just now I was racing through my drawing.
But that doesn’t work.

With the first two mistake I though “oh hell, whole will notice”. But with the third mistake it was clear that I notice. And I am the most important member of the audience.
If I don’t like the drawing there’s no point in posting it.

Which teaches me that I can’t rush through drawings. I’ll either have to do them the way I want them. Or don’t do them at all.

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Writing 1

by Henk ter Heide on Saturday January 9, 2010

I still have to write the second article about my creative process. But this isn’t it.
There’s something I have to do for work that is making me rather nervous. I have to do it and I want to do it. But I don’t know whether I can do it.
So tonight don’t feel like writing at all.

But the thing is that if you write daily you get more inspiration. Or at least so I’ve read.
I’ve never dared to try this. Because it’s really frightening. To start writing if you haven’t actually any thing to say.
That blank piece of paper stares at you. Giving you the feeling that you can only fail.

Actually the writing # articles will have the same purpose as the Lines # articles. If I don’t know what to draw I just start drawing some lines and see where I end up. Until now it seems to work. Sort of.

Haven’t drawn much the last week. Same problem with nerves. And I find (again) that is far easier to find time to draw when I have a holiday then when I’m working all day and get home all tired and busy.

I’ve just run out of things to say.
Let’s see if this becomes easier after some time.

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New years resolutions

by Henk ter Heide on Friday January 1, 2010

First let me give all the readers of this blog the best wishes for 2010.

I came about an article about keeping new year resolutions.
It confirmed something I have always suspected. Namely that people hardly ever hold on to there new years resolutions. So I always felt that it was pointless to set them.
But then the article continuous by telling that the truth is that people who set new years resolutions actually have a 10 times better chance of effecting a positive change then people who don’t.

The trick is not to have unrealistic resolutions (loose 20 pounds by March) and not to think that just setting a resolution is enough to make it happen.
It’s actually the process of thinking about how you can effect the change that helps you accomplishing the change.

So here it goes:
My new years resolution is to daily draw and write one article in my blog.

The drawing part doesn’t seem to be that hard.
Last week I’ve found a new direction (about which I’ll write tomorrow) and as result drawing has become a lot easier and a lot more fun.
The writing part has a little more worried. Sort of.

I’ve always felt that you need a lot of inspiration if you want to write daily. So for the last few years I always waited until I had an idea for an article and then wrote it.
I didn’t write very much because I didn’t have very many ideas.

But if there is one thing that I’ve learned over the last few years is that it actually works the other way round.
Necessity is not only the mother of invention. It´s also the mother of inspiration.
Knowing that you have to produce some sort of article about anything does far more for your inspiration, then just sitting and waiting.

The other point of drawing and writing daily is that I must set time aside for both.
Which is actually the biggest hurdle because I´ve never done that.
I get home from work. Turn on my computer. Read a few articles. Find some music and art sites to post on my twitter account. And then it’s time to go to bed.
Doing it that way I never find time to draw and write.

So clearly I have to do it the other way round.
Turn my computer on. Turn my mp3 player on and draw for a hour or so. (Drawing is much more fun with a little music in the background). Write a little in my blog.
And then, if there’s time, do all those other things.

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Interpreting fear

by Henk ter Heide on Monday March 30, 2009

Examining some feelings that prevent me from drawing.

Eye problems

Twenty years ago I tried my hand at studying to be a programmer. I went to school for a year and got the basic papers you need to get a job. Then I went on with studying on my own to get a perspective on a better job.
It was then that I run into a strange problem with my eyes.
Every time I picked up my books to do some studying my eyes would go out of focus and the letters on the paper would get vague. At the same time I felt very tired. Although I didn’t know why I felt tired I assumed it had something to do with the eye problems.
Although I had my eyes examined I never found out what the problem was.

Examining a feeling

My involuntary holiday of, coming up to, 4 months as a result of breaking my hip gave me a lot of time to examine a few things you never get to.
So I’ve been spending a lot of time on Twitter, a lot of time thinking about several problems we have at my job, and examining a frighting cold feeling I have in the sauna and when taking a hot shower.

I don’t know about other people with broken hips, but I found that it became very easy to take really long showers. Sitting on my shower chair. Not having a lot of interesting things to do. Not having any appointments. I found I could easily sit in the shower for two hours.
Which would have been very nice if it wasn’t for the cold feeling on my back I always have when taking a shower.
I tried making the water hotter, as I always do, but that didn’t help. It never does.

But since I didn’t have a hell of a lot to do I decided that I might as well examine what was going on. Why I would feel cold under a hot shower.
Although it was very frightening I tried to concentrate on the feeling. It took me two weeks but I finally realized that the feeling I had wasn’t cold but the feeling of water running along my skin.

I also realized how it came about that I misinterpreted the feeling.
In autistics the part of the brain that recognizes feelings doesn’t work as it should. Which makes it very hard for us to recognize our feelings.
It has happened that I only found out what I was feeling by going by the authority of other people.
Someone would tell me: “I think you feel such and so”. And since I didn’t know what I was feeling I took his word for it.

In this case I learned to interpret the feeling I was having standing on the edge of the swimming pool on a cold Saturday morning 40 years ago, by listening to what people told me.
“You must be cold”. Yes I must be.
In reality it wasn’t cold that I was feeling. It was the sensation of wind blowing along my back.

Dealing with panic

Of course this blog isn’t about recognizing feelings. It’s about drawing, what I learn while drawing and what I need to draw.
I like to draw.
But being autistic I don’t really recognize that feeling. I interpret it in the same way I interpret all my feelings. In this case by the fact that I can’t get myself to stop drawing.
I don’t draw very often so after a time I tend to think that I don’t need it any more and store my drawing stuff away.
But every time I do, I get new ideas of drawings I want to do and get my drawing stuff back out.
But then I can’t get myself to sit down and draw.

After I figured out that I misinterpreted the feeling I have in hot showers, I thought that it could very well be that I also misinterpret feelings that have something to do with drawing.
So now I’m examining several annoying and frightening feelings of which I don’t think they have very much to do with drawing.
Yesterday, for the first time in twenty years, I ran into my little I eye problem. While using Twitoria to unfollow inactive Twitter profiles I got very tired and my eyes went out of focus.
At first I though that I should stop and relax for a moment but then I recognized what was happening to me. I was experiencing some type of panic attack. So I went on with what I was doing and after a while the feeling past.

Knowing what the feeling is I now realize that it’s something I have quite a lot. While writing this kinds of entries for my blog for instants.
Translating the pictures in my mind to words is hard, sometimes even painful. Many a time I’ve stopped writing and walked away with the feeling that it would go easier when I came back. It never did.
Writing this entry I also felt the need to walk off but knowing that I was experiencing a slight panic attack helped me to go on. Although the writing process is still hard to do, the panic attack did pass.

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Drawing a blanc

by Henk ter Heide on Monday August 11, 2008

Going through a little dip.

About ones a year (I think), I lose my ability to think in pictures. I don’t know why that happens. Whether it has something to do with the season or just with being tiered or something.
When it happens it feels as though my world comes to an end.
I can’t think and I can’t think about doing anything.

Although I have had this many times before and it always passes, I never remember that while it’s happening. It always feels as though an important piece of my life will be forever gone.

The strange thing is that activities that are totally unrelated to thinking in pictures also come to a halt.
When I can’t think in pictures I can’t draw. That sounds kind of logical.
Nor can I write. That may sound less logical to people who think in words. But I have to see the story in my mind before I can write it down.
But what I don’t understand is why I can’t do my fitness trainings. Not only does it become utterly boring but I don’t have the energy.

And then it passes.
After a few weeks my ability to think in pictures comes back. But I never notice that it has come back.
I start thinking in pictures again as though I had been doing that all along. Without realizing that it was something that had been missing for a few weeks.
So instead of picking up where I left of I go on doing nothing for a few more weeks.
Nothing as in watching TV and doing video games. Which is fun but it leads to nothing.

Only today I realized that my ability to think in pictures had left me and had come back and that I should resume working on my blog.

I just checked that stats of my RSS feed for the first time in almost a month. I found that although I hadn’t written anything in almost a month I haven’t lost a reader.
So may I extend a warm felt “thank you” to my loyal readers.
Thank you!

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Getting back up to speed

by Henk ter Heide on Sunday May 25, 2008

Solving a few blogging problems.

I’ve gotten stuck. First with drawing and later with writing my reviews of other art sites.
It took me a few weeks to figure out what was going wrong and how I should deal with it.

Getting rid of a drawing

I was in the middle of a hatching exercise when I lost interest. I just didn’t feel like finishing this drawing.
For a while I thought that it might have to do something with the time of the year or with the wheather. I do tend to loose interest when skies turn gray. Something which happens every winter here in the Netherlands. But the summer has started and the skies are blue and sunny but still I don’t feel like finishing this drawing.

I don’t know whether it has something to do with autism or if it’s just my personality, but I feel that you should always finish what you start. Before I can start a new drawing I have to finish this one.
Only thing is that I won’t.
Earlier this week I remembered that I have been in this situation before. Not with drawing but with other hobbies of mine. Reading for instance. Sometimes I would start a book. Read a few pages and then stop. And then the book would just sit there. Waiting for me to finish it. While that book sat there I wouldn’t start an other book. I couldn’t. I felt I had to finish this one before I could start an other one.
Usually as a child I read books I had borrowed from the library. After three weeks I had to return them and get a new bunch of books.
After getting rid of the book I couldn’t finish I could again start reading.

I’ve been thinking about what is wrong with this drawing. I’m not sure. Maybe I don’t like the colors or maybe I have had it with practicing hatching for now.
I don’t know. But what ever it is in stead of waisting a lot of time trying to figure it out, I can better just start with the next one.
Hatching trees
Hatching trees

Don’t listen to advice

I’ve been reading a lot of advice about how to write better blog posts.
One advice is to take your time. Spread the writing of an article over a few days. That way you have time to re-think your article.
I have tried that technique with personal posts and with posts about drawings but it never sat very good with me. With personal posts I find that I loose the train of my thoughts if I don’t finish the post in one go. And with posts about drawing I find that there isn’t enough to say to warrant so much trouble for one post.
But a few weeks ago I decided that it might be a good idea for my review articles.
Watching a sites I want to review I often find that I have idea in my head of which I don’t know how to describe them. I thought that I might improve on my posts if I were to leave a few days between the selection of the sites I wanted to review and the writing of the post. A few days to gather my thoughts.

But it didn’t work. Instead of improving my articles I felt that they became worse.
It took me a while to figure out what was going wrong. It isn’t that my article became worse, they stay more or less the same. The problem is that my expectations became so much bigger that my articles felt worse.
Being autistic means that the ideas I have about sites usually come in the form of pictures. Most of the time I have a hard time translating those pictures to words. Taking a few days longer doesn’t make it any easier and doesn’t make the translation any better.

As good as this advice might be for other people I’ll go back to doing it my own way.

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Does loosing skills lead to background fear?

by Henk ter Heide on Thursday November 22, 2007

People talk about background radiation. Can you talk about background fear? If so I have it.

The WordPress editor I’m using to write this article has an “Save and Continue Editing” button. Just like in working with any editor you want to regularly save your work in case you have a power outauge. Or what happens more frequently is that an other site I’ve opened (for instance my thesaurus site) becomes unstable and closes my browser. In that case I don’t want to loose my work.
The problem is that every time I hit the “Save and Continue Editing” button I feel this strong fear that I’ll have a database error and I will loose everything I’ve enter so far. Which is ridiculous because it has never happened.

I have the same problem with drawing the last few days.
I’ve been drawing for the better part of last year and have produced a few really nice drawings. (If I may say so myself).
The last few weeks I’ve been working with the book “Drawing on the right side of the brain” and have produced a few drawings that are much better then I had ever expected. But the last few days I’m getting frightened that I won’t be able to do it again.
Even thinking about a drawing I want to do, I feel the fear creaping up my throught.

Then there is my computer game. Mahjong. A simple game where you have to find to matching tiles and make them disappear.
I’ve been playing this game for years.
Until I started working for the sheltered work place I used to be very good at it. The last few years I became worse and worse and at some point stopped playing it all together.
Last year after discovering my autism I started playing it again and have found that I’m better at it then I ever was. Just yesterday I broke my all time record of the shortest time to solve the playing field.
I’ve even figured out why knowing that I’m autistic is important for this game. I make use of my wider then normal field of vision. By staring at the playing field I can see all the stones all at ones. What makes it possible to see which stones I should disappear and in which order.

The strange thing is that as I become better at this game I also become more frightened of the game. Although I’ve always been afraid of this game. I never recognized the feeling but I did know that I couldn’t sit still while playing. I’ve learned in the last few months that the more frightened I am, the more I move.

So why am I always afraid?
My theory is that it has something to do with the loosing of skills problem autistics have.

Usually you expect that if you start with something new that you won’t be very good at it. But if you work at it you’ll find that your skills improve and you’ll get better and better.
Of course you can have days that everything seems to be working against you. But generally your progress will be linear. And then at some point your progress will drop off. You’ll have reach the maximum amount of skill you can get with the time your willing to spent learning this skill.
(Of course the more you spent at it the futher you’ll come. But not everybody needs the skill to drive a car round a corner at 200 miles/hour.)

For me learning skills works very different. For one thing my progress doesn’t seem to be linear.
I start out as you would expect with becoming better and better but instead of a drop off in my progress I seem to experience a drop off in my level of skills.

When I was about 13 I played tennis for a little while. I started out with hitting a ball against a specific point at a wall for a few weeks (or maybe even months) and then joined a tennis club. A few weeks joining the coach taught me the backhand and from that moment it seemed as though I lost all my skills.
All over sudden I lost the ability to aim. Instead of hitting a specific point my balls went all over the place. Mostly up. After loosing a lot of balls by hitting them over the fence I stopped playing tennis.

For years I thought that the problem was that for what ever reason there was something wrong with my learning curve.
25 years ago I played the guitar for a while and that too lead to strange problems.
I noticed that instead of practicing a lot it seemed as though I would learn more when I didn’t practice. After playing a nice tune in the morning and failing miserably in the afternoon I wouldn’t play for a few days only to find that my skills had improved.
Up till a point it seemed as though I improved my skills by not practicing. But of course if you hardly ever do something you’ll loose interest.
So although I still have my guitar I haven’t played for years.

Now I’ve learned about autism and experienced it for a while I think this problem is created by two symptoms.
I’m told that autistics have a harder time learning new skills because they have trouble with automating skills. (I’m not sure whether this is the right word).
When you repeat a new action often enough your brain will create a little program that takes care of that action. So you can do it without thinking about it.
Learning how to walk would be a good example. Anyone will know of the kind of struggles little children have with walking. Then at some point they do it without thinking.
Apparently it takes more time for autistics to create these programs. I haven’t had any experienced this in the last year so I don’t know whether this means that I should make more of an effort to learn a new skill or that I just should be more patient.

The other problem that autistics have with skills is that these little programs sometimes just cut out. For no reason what so ever you’ll loose a skill you’ve know for years.
For a few minutes, days, weeks or maybe even months the skill will be gone. And then as if nothing ever happened the skill will come back.
Minutes, days, weeks or months…? Well, actually I don’t know for what period the skill will be gone. I hope it’s only for a few minutes of maybe a day.

I’m assuming that my problem with learning to play tennis had something to do with skipping parts of learning the skill of forehand hitting. For weeks I practiced daily to aiming at a stationary point. After joining the tennis club I had to learn in a few hours a week to aim anywhere but towards my opponent.
In hindsight that’s probably exactly what I learned. The problem being that “anywhere” wasn’t right. It should have been “anywhere on the playing field”.

I think that my problem with learning to play the guitar might be related with impatience. I didn’t have a good idea of the amount of practice that would be needed. But succeeding to play a simple tune in the morning and failing in the afternoon didn’t help. So being disappointed I wouldn’t play for a few weeks. And a few weeks later I would find that I could still play the tune. Which is what I would have expected if it wasn’t for the fact that I couldn’t the last time I tried to play it.

I’ve been wandering why pushing the “Save and Continue Editing” button scares me.
The problem seems to be with the way I write my articles.
The general advice for bloggers is to brainstorm for good ideas and articles but I never do. I write my articles in the same way as I used to do my homework when I was in school.
With many school assignments I didn’t know what was expected of me. So I would read the assignment and then stop and do something else.
After a while it would come to me what was expected of me and then I would continue with the assignment. (Of course my mother never understood what was going on and punished me for procrastinating).
After having done an assignment I sometimes lost it. I would misplace it or forget to take it to school. (Or you had to tell the teacher what you had done without looking in your notebook.) I don’t remember how often this happened but I do remember how frightening it was to face the same problem all over again. To ones again have to figure out what was expected of me.
I always tried to solve the problem by trying to remember how I solved it the last time. Which almost never worked.

I still have this fear. This article contains 1500 words. If something would go wrong I would have to reproduce it. I can’t remember it and I don’t know whether I could write the article again.
The same holds true for drawing. How do I know that I can repeat the drawing I did yesterday.
The holds true for mahjong. How do I know whether I can improve my time if I don’t know how I did it the last time.

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Need to repeat

by Henk ter Heide on Sunday October 28, 2007

I’ve finally found a solution to a problem that has been bugging me for the last 30 years.

For the last 30 years or so I’ve been talking to myself. Well, not really talking to myself. I had imaginary talks with other people.

As a child I was always afraid that I would get them confused with the real thing and would at some point start having those conversations out loud. Some 20 years ago that fear became a reality when I indeed started to have my imaginary conversations out loud. Although I never confused them with real conversations, people must have thought I was mad.

Over the years I have had innumerous theories about why I would talk to myself. Maybe it was a way to deal with tension. Maybe it was a method to suppress feelings. Maybe it was a method to think about problems. Maybe it was a way of talking to people when I had no one to talk to.

Over and over again I tried to get rid of this habit by using a brute force method. I thought that if I just were strong enough I should be able to succeed. But I wasn’t
Every time I started with not talking it felt good but within a few hours my motivation would be gone. For some reason talking to myself would feel nice again for a while and I forgot that I was trying not to do it.

Yesterday I finally realized that there is a lot of repeating going on in the imaginary conversations I have with myself. Often I just keep repeating one sentence and even when it gets very annoying I just can’t stop myself.
Thinking a little more about that I realized that actually all of my imaginary conversations have some repeating element to them. First I think of something and then I start talking about it.
In every conversation I repeat at least ones but usually dozens of times.

Loving to repeat is a major symptom of autism. Actually as much as I had thought about it I never did find this symptom in my own behavior. But here it seems to be.

I’ve made myself a little repeating toy. A chain with beads to fiddle with.
Although I made this toy less then 24 hours ago I already feel a lot more at ease with myself then I ‘ve ever done.
Every time I feel the need to talk to myself I start fiddling with my chain and the feeling fades away.

Even writing this article is a lot easier then usual. Usually it takes me days to write a story. I find a few words that could fit and keep repeating them over and over. That gets so distracting that it takes for ever to come up with some more words.
This time I jumped out of bed at 5.30 AM and the story came in one burst.

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Separate the man from the boys (Study: Cars)

by Henk ter Heide on Monday September 17, 2007

Struggle

In the Netherlands we have a writer who is “world famous in the Netherlands” called Maarten ‘t Hart. I’ve never read any of his books (except for the one I had to read for school) but I’ve seen him quite often on television. In the eighties and nineties he was a sought after guest on several Dutch shows were he talked about the struggles of being an artist.
(At the end of the nineties he started wearing drag and people lost interest :) )

I never quite got the struggle part. Why would artist need to struggle?
It’s not just Maarten ‘t Hart. I’ve often read about the struggle of artists. Writers seem to struggle a lot. Painters also do, but to a lesser extance.
Preforming artist don’t struggle as much. Or at least so it seems.

I’ve been drawing and writing for this blog for close to seven month now and although I hit a few bumps it wasn’t a struggle.
Actually for the most part it was a lot of fun.
I’ve made a lot of sketches and a few times I hit it lucky and produced drawings that were truly beautiful.
With some of the drawing I wanted to make I found that I couldn’t because I didn’t have the skills or didn’t know the techniques. But I’ve never had the feeling that the well was running dry.

Now I do.

Luckily I’m writing for a blog. I don’t jet have that many regular readers. (I guestimate that there are about 23 or 24 of you.) (Plus a few hundred one time visitors a day.) But there are people who seem to think that it is a nice distraction or maybe even something they can learn from.
So I can’t just stop blogging. And since my blog is about drawing I can’t just stop drawing.

Lately I’ve been reading a bit about the art of writing. One of the things that struck me is that every writers tells the same story:
There isn’t such a thing is good writing.
Good writing is a result of bad writing plus good editing.

It took me a while to realize that’s also true for drawing.
To make a beautiful drawing you need a good idea and alot of skill. Then you work.

But I’ve found that even more important than work is you confidence in your ability to draw the picture or write the story.

The struggle begins when you start to doubt your ability to draw your pictures. The moment where you realize that the skills you have aren’t enough to draw the pictures you want to draw.

The struggle begins the moment that you realize that it isn’t the well that is running dry but your self confidence.

The struggle begins the moment you decide that trying to draw your pictures is more important then knowing that you can.

Cars

There are a few autism savants who can draw complete cities from memory. Since I have a photographic memory I expected that I could do something like that. But I couldn’t.

Now I’ve been drawing for a while I’ve realized a few things.
Savants only draw buildings where I want to draw trees and animal and people.
When using ink, the drawing has a lot of straight line and right angles. Just like buildings have. But trees, animal and people dont have straight lines and right angles. Which means that the drawing won’t look like the real thing.

An other problem I’ve found is that the strength of my memory varies with my feelings. When I’m feeling happy and confident I remember a lot more then when I’m scared.

Drawing from memory is something that is very important to me. If I can’t find a way to do that, it will be that much more difficult to draw the pictures in my mind.
Since people, animal and trees are very complicated subjects I’m starting with trying to draw cars.
Here goes nothing…

Cars 1
Cars 1

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I’m trying to draw cars the way I see them. Which means from strange angles because I see them as a cyclist from the site of the road looking down over the cars. That leads to all sorts of problems with perspective.

I’m not sure whether I should study perspective or try to get a clearer picture in my mind.

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