Frozen is the word that's coming to mind. I knew I wasn't broken but I sure wasn't flowing.
At all.
There were externals that kept me from moving forward with the stuck-ugly painting in my studio—tasks having to do with settling my dad's estate, appointments to fulfill, our wallpaper guy here working on our stairway which meant no access to the upstairs for three days—but, really, were externals the holdup? I think not.
I know not.
But, boy oh boy, I couldn't punch my way out of a paper bag any which way.
I can't claim to be calm or at ease under these conditions—at least not yet nor consistently, but I am coming to know, bit by bit and more and more deeply, that the mind-created bag in which I thrash will eventually fall away of its own accord when I least expect it, the internal ice will melt, the pitiful mixed metaphors will evaporate.
This morning, suddenly, with no obvious rhyme nor reason I could detect, I felt expansive and open, walked into my studio, and started playing again.
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| Sorta Cock-Eyed and Shaky and Grateful to Be All in One Piece 4.75 x 6"; acrylic, ink, oil pastel and collage on paper, mounted on card stock abstract floral 2022 |
6 comments:
Sometimes life gets in the way of our creativity. We just sort of "begin again"..... from a meditation practice I am doing called First This https://open.spotify.com/show/3FXqLRuKTFbNStskj7xJGZ?si=4695a7cc347b4500. Your piece has a tree like look rather than a vase. Don't tell anyone, but I may go to Ireland for a real one-on-one workshop. At 80+ feel this is a big step!
This feels like fireworks and Christmas rolled into one. Jolly colors exploding with JOY. :)
Begin again. And again. Yup. That is what we do. Thanks for the link to the meditation practice.
hahaha, I had such fun selecting the scrap for the vase; it had such an appealing pottery vibe but then somewhere in the process the floral arrangement began looking like a tree, and a clunky one at that, to my disappointment! Happily, my eyes see a floral arrangement again : )
Carol, WHOA! Eager to hear more about your plans to go to Irelland for a real one-to-one workshop. You go, girl!
Jolly colors exploding with joy! Thank you for that lens, Sheila! LOVE it, especially since in the end this piece pulled off a celebrational feeling of sparking joy.
http://www.ballinglenworkshops.com/jerry-mclaughlin.html. have registered, my granddaughter will accompany me. Working on arrangements.
Fabulous, Carol! And bold! I salute you!
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