Progress was made this evening:) As hard as I tried to put away my paints until after the holiday happenings, I simply could not. Painting has become like breathing,resting,thinking or eating....NECESSARY. It is strange how we think we should deny ourselves what it is we need and want most ,when in actuality we can do more, have more, be more and when we enrich and care for ourselves, it effects everything around us in a positive way.I can finally sleep tonight because I painted, uninterrupted. Painting gives me a sense of peace and solace like nothing else can.
"The Child Within" is slowly developing into a "finished" piece. Art is effort. Personally, it is not something created on a whim, in moments of pure emotional frenzy, (although people like to believe that of me).I don't create extensive preliminary sketches and my process is fairly "immediate" and direct. I do dream, contemplate and envision my images. Most accomplished artists that I have met, motivated or not, "show up" regularly to engage in the process of creating. The times when it seems most difficult to summon energy or desire, are exactly the moments when I must work. The results are sometimes pleasantly unexpected and rich. I am persistent, patient and disciplined.And yes, sometimes a break is in order, but not now...not for me.
And my most satisfying works to date are my Wildflower paintings....."wildflowers...showing up where beauty has lost its way...""Make You Feel My Love"