“Let not the right side of your brain know what the left side doeth.”
Giving the green light to my right brain impulses is fun. I lose all track of time when I give in to a non-stop explosion of creativity going on around and inside me.
At the end of the day, though, when my fingers are ink-stained and my studio/office gives testament to the explosion—by looking like a bomb went off in there—I remember that the right brain needs boundaries.
It needs the other half, the left side of the brain, to wrangle the best ideas from the mess and chaos and to plot a coherent path from chaos to implementation.