
Every time I sit down to paint I feel like it's for the very first time! No matter how many paintings I do or how much I study, each time I am unsure if what I have in my head will transfer to the canvas. I am excited and compelled to create, almost obsessed but in a healthy way, at least that's what I tell myself. I can't sleep properly because I can't stop thinking about what I want to create next. What's so frustrating is that what I am sure will be wonderful turns out a hot mess or gets destroyed by so many things that can ruin a wet painting, or just looks like crap. Of course it's my idea of crap. I am my worst critic. This is when I remind myself that Van Gogh cut off his ear. Art is supposed to be fun and relaxing but with each painting I feel pressure to live up to the last piece I created. I am trying to live in the moment and enjoy the creation for better or worse but it ain't always easy! So after saying all that, this piece is one I really liked and came out beyond my expectation. This is one of my first attempts at achieving a combination of colors, cells and lacing.
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