Where did my mind go?

I was finishing some homework here in my room when my mind focused on a peculiar redundancy that I wandered off to observe. I seem to stack things...There is a stack of books, a stack of shoes, a stack of clothes, a stack of movies I borrowed from a friend....Despite how messy that might sound it is actually pretty organized. What fascinates me though, is the fact that I don't remember stacking some of these things and, better yet, I don't remember how some things ended up where they did. 

In my last intro to creativity class we talked about how ideas formulate and how these ideas come from our subconscious mind. Through my small observation, however, I have also been able to see how my subconscious mind categorizes objects, as well as who knows what other type of information. This categorization serves me in terms of functionality...it seems like the books are somewhere stacked near my desk or bed for easy reach and coats are stacked on my small sofa for easy access on the way out the door.

So this could lead me to think that maybe this is also the way that my ideas are generated: categorization and then reaching to a specific point in that category.

Or maybe I'm just subconsciously finicky.

The Beginning

Here it begins: the commencement of my creative experience...

You may be wondering, to start off, what the heck "one tangy motley" means. If you have not already looked it up in the dictionary (which I encourage for your lighthearted amusement), I have provided an illustration, that although not necessarily precise, is very useful in providing a link between words and meaning. You see, I tend to be a very visual person.

In my google quest to find an illustrative example of my word choice, I ran into this picture when I typed in "tangy motley". Wondering what it is? Well it is a "Motley Mix Salad" from this recipe website: Motley Mix Salad from: Pan Gravy Kadai Curry. Two to three cups mixed greens, roma tomato, cucumbers, carrots, tangerines, and strawberries? A pretty strange (but apparently succesful) combination. So one tangy motley, you may conclude, has some relation with a flavorful mixture of ingredients? 

That is exactly who I am...

I was originally born in Caracas, Venezuela but have been living in the United States for a little over a decade. My family comes from all sorts of places including Portugal, Netherlands, Italy, Spain, and of course the U.S., but what I feel makes all of this a unique opportunity to me is the ability to learn from all of these different angles, absorb the flavor, and apply it to my daily life. I feel that as the world grows the connections we have with other people are becoming more attainable, so therefore, the first step to achieve this connection is learning how to understand all different sorts of people. 

Everyone is kind of a motley of some sort though. For example, I can never say somebody is a nice person...Seem bizarre? Well I am not always nice and I am sure that when someone cuts you off in the freeway your reaction is not nice either. We are all a combination of emotions. Sometimes we feel nice, sometimes we feel moody, sometimes we feel like being mean, sometimes we feel like being silly. This variety is the extravagant aspect of people that makes them so unique; this capability to not just be one thing, but instead be a mixture of many talents, defects, emotions, interests, and perspectives. Me, I just happen to be one tangy motley. Which kind of MOTLEY are you?