During periods of creative hiatus, I don't get upset. I've learned that it's essential to my creative process and that there must be an ebb, for there to be a flow.
I've been following my artistic heart, but sometimes it feels restless and impatient. Just when I think I've found my artistic voice I again feel the itch of frustration. Discontent. Annoyance. The list goes on. I don't think I've found my artistic song quite yet. But I do feel like I'm on the right path.
All good things take time.
It's been difficult finding direction as of late. What's next? Where do I go from here? Who am I, and what is my artistic voice?
The first step to figuring this out was buying new paint. Sadly I've been painting with non-professional grade paint. Something that embarrasses me, but that I've stuck with because, well, I've been scared to change. Yup, that's right... but no more (hikes up big girl panties).
In the studio I've been spending my time dropping expectations. Time spent with my paintbrush is time spent learning how to use my new paint, mixing colors properly, and pushing myself past my comfort zone. It doesn't look pretty, and sometimes I just have to walk away. But it's okay, cause growth isn't neat, nor is is perfect. Far from it in fact.
When I feel I've spent enough time exploring (a few weeks or so), and I feel at least somewhat comfortable with my new medium, I will be leaping brush first into the 100 Little Paintings Project. I was recently inspired by my friend Kellee (a fellow artist and mentor) when reading a recent post of hers about her own 100 miniature works . She and I (and whomever else wants to join in), will be doing this along side each other, except she is in her 200-300 set!
It is said you can learn a lot about yourself in a 100 paintings. Even more in 200-300. And of course the more you create, the more you see in yourself - your talent - and your style. It's like meditating to find yourself. Except your meditation is continually painting small pieces to see what and who comes out.