I am Dirty. So Dirty.

By its very nature, work sucks.

If work was easy, my life would be a medieval painting of smiling and sensual artisans, living the life of leisure as we create masterpieces with the deft bending of nothing but our glorious will. When we weren’t frolicking in the fields and rolling in the hay, that is.

Sadly, or thankfully, I don’t live in a utopia.

Let’s call a spade the dirty, blister-creating, piece-of-shit implement that it is.

My life is a mess of procrastination, avoidance, stress, and panic. I blunder from disaster to failure searching for those forgotten moments where something happens and my numbing efforts “pay off.”

Over ninety percent of what I do is preparation: endless days wandering with my camera producing crap, sketching, writing, vomiting my soul messily onto paper and cleaning up the mess.

So why is there such a stigma to spending our time in this manner?

I’m not alone in feeling this way.

Michelle Stafford got me thinking about this when she responded to my last article about avoidance.

“I’ve already thrown lots of work [at my current art project] and yet I’m gonna have to throw lots more at it. Which I should have done yesterday. What did I do instead? Rearrange my art area.”

I don’t mean to pick on Michelle. I adore her work and her writing. She simply identifies what all of us creators feel on a daily basis.

She shines a light on the evil serpent whispering in our mind. He is a slippery bastard with powerful allies.

We are taught to worship the outcomes of our labor and not the dirty, blood-soaked, and muddy efforts from which they are truly born.

Callum of Halo Brewery cleaning.

My friends Eric Portelance and Callum Hay decided to launch a brewery. They raised the money, perfected their recipes and have been jumping over technical and bureaucratic hurdles ever since.

Only to become glorified cleaners – twenty hours of scrubbing, sanitizing and scraping for every hour of brewing beer.

Callum and Eric from Halo Brewery in a brief respite between cleaning tasks.

If they treated the cleaning as unrelated to the brewing, I doubt they would have the motivation to keep going. And the world would be a sadder place for it as they are creating some of the finest beers I have ever tasted.

I don’t think the cleaning is fun, but it is integral to their craft.

Douglas in his studio.

My friend Douglas just spent two months organizing his workshop. He emailed me because he was struggling with this investment of his time.

“I wondered about the tension I feel between creating and organizing. I wondered whether organizing was in fact a form of creating, and then thought you might know something about this, or could write about it in case you’re looking for ideas.”

I think he may have stumbled on the crux of the issue: that organizing, cleaning and preparation are not separate from creation. They are the craft.

I need to repeat that. They are the work, not the cost of the work.

It’s time to embrace the dirty work of preparation – to be mindful and present as we clean, scrape, prepare and struggle.

For that is where creation lies.

So welcome to the dirty. Grab a shovel and then join me for a beer at the end of the day, with nothing to show but our grit covered hands and a slightly less disorganized workspace.