There is no shortage of beautiful moments I want to capture through paint. This past weekend was time I intended on spending, uninterrupted by second-guessing myself, completely upon making art. Yet, every time I finally thought I settled on a subject, after setting up my palette and easel, I felt drained. Is it just impatience? I know the feeling of working through the beginning stages of any kind of art and the amount of trust you have to have in the process, which is to say, working through the "ugly" phase of a piece. I've had paintings and sculptures that had their ugly phase last up until the last couple of hours or minutes of working on them, and for some, it never went away. Truthfully, I am not bothered by making a less than good piece of art as much as I used to be, so I don't think that's my hang up as of late.
My problem seems to be in sticking around long enough to even see any phase of the painting beyond a quick gesture.
Maybe part of me just wants to sketch, and not make a full blown painting out of everything? Maybe I just haven't been giving myself that opportunity to play.
Things to think about.
-Gigi M.
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