Each year for Christmas, I like to “surprise” myself with art books as gifts. I order the books way ahead of time, wrap them and put them under the tree. I then forget what I ordered and when I open the gift with my name on it on Christmas morning–surprise!
One of my “surprises” this year was Personal Geographies: Explorations in Mixed-Media Mapmaking. I have always loved maps–the lines, the swirls, the shapes, the open invitation to imagine other places. So I love the idea of using the components of maps to make personal art.
The book has exercises in it to get you going on creating these maps. But when I sat down to work on this big piece of paper, using some squeeze bottle craft paints, I had no intention of making a map. However, the notion must have already seeped into my brain because this sure does look like a map.
I don’t think I’m finished with it, so it might not look anything like this when I’m done. I may even tear it up and use it in collages. I just find it fascinating what the brain takes in and what the Muse does with that information.
Happy New Year! Happy new opportunity to create and to tap into the gifts that we have all been given–be it the gift to create art, to dance, to make someone smile, to love.
Coming to the end of a nice winter break, I finally, finally dragged/pushed myself into the studio to try to get done the work I had promised myself that I would be doing every single day of winter break because I would finally have the “time.”
Well, so funny, this “time” business. I seem to have much more of it than I fool myself into thinking that I don’t have. During break I had plenty of time to watch the “Twilight Zone” marathon; plenty of time to watch back-to-back episodes of “Will & Grace” and “Roseanne” reruns; plenty of time to eat too many portions of the potato salad I will spend the rest of winter working off; but strangely, the “time” to get into the studio was not made.
Procrastination is a bitch. Luckily, I did make time enough to read a great book that showed me this very clearly: The War of Art. I highly recommend this book to any artist. The main point of the book is that we allow so much resistance (in many forms) to stop us from creating and using the talents that we have been given.
The best way to stop it is to just show up and do the work. So, today, that’s what I did. I just showed up at the crafting table, got out a piece of paper, poured some paint on it, and started swirling the paint around. It took great effort to fight off the resistance, the voice saying, “What the hell is this you are painting? It looks like crap!” But I did it. I just worked. No judgement. Just brushes and fingers, painting to the quiet music of the wind blown snow. The result is what you see here above, “Transcending.”
A new year. A new day of just showing up to do the work and letting what happens happen. And then tomorrow.
It has been too long since I’ve checked in here on my blog. I have been busy with several craft fairs–’tis the season. Now I’m trying to get back into spending more time in the studio and sharing what I’m working on.
This weekend, I had the challenge of trying to make a tree topper for a Christmas tree at the place where I co-facilitate an art workshop. The clients there have painted wooden ornaments of various shapes for the tree, so I tried to design something that would go along with that theme.
This is my version of a star, made with Popsicle sticks, a Styrofoam circle, blank CD and plastic jewels. I didn’t finish it on purpose, so that the clients can add their own hand decorated Popsicle sticks to this. It was fun to try to do this from scratch. Not bad for my first tree topper. It will be interesting to see if they like the concept. Either way, it was great creative exercise.
Very busy lately with everything, including my latest love, Zumba, so art hasn’t been given its proper attention. Hope to find the right balance to fit everything into life soon. For now, here are some umbrellas that I hand painted for an art council fundraiser in Boston. It was a fun assignment and I love how they turned out. However, I do need to fight the impulsive side of myself that keeps taking on “assignments” that don’t include pay or enough publicity for the artists involved. I tend to get excited by these “calls for arts.” They do encourage me to create and complete things because of deadlines, but they also take me away from what I should be focusing on——my own work. Although I consider anything and everything creative “my own work.” See what I mean? Note to self: Stop it!