I started this lovely lady months ago, but I let fear and business get in the way of finishing this one for a long time. Have you ever been afraid to mess up, so you just didn’t do anything? I think we’ve all been trapped by that at some point. What are you working on? I’d love to see what you’re up to!
I’ve been concentrating more on seeing the shapes of things and finding the simplicity of those lines. There’s no real composition work here, only getting the lines down. Maybe there’s a painting in there somewhere. We’ll see.
What are you working on? I’d love to see your work in progress!
I don’t know why, but I can’t paint or draw animals in their natural colors. I could tell you some hooey like, “I see their true colors, so that’s what I must paint.” The truth is more like, “This is fun!” It’s fun to flip the palette from the natural colors as I see them and decide on what colors can be highlights and shadows once I eliminate white and black as options. Changing the colors eliminates the need for strict realism, and it helps me look more at the shapes. And it’s fun!
Don’t be afraid to play with new colors and ideas. Stretch your brain a bit and see where your imagination will run. It’ll be fun!
The art of the scribble. I’m always afraid to commit to a line when I draw, so laying down sketch lines on a canvas to paint is pretty stressful. I practice in my sketchbook with mostly pen to fight my perfectionist tendency to erase whatever isn’t perfect, and doodle/scribble/whatever-you-want-to-call-this-pen-marking exercises help to loosen up my fingers and my brain.
This was also an excellent object lesson for the tiny human. She gets upset whenever someone doesn’t see exactly what she sees when she makes a picture, and some other tiny human had dismissed her work as “scribble-scrabble.” Scribble-scrabble is still art when you are marking the paper with your imagination. It doesn’t matter if anyone else sees what you see; even if they guess at the shapes, they still won’t see exactly what you see. But then, that’s what art is all about isn’t it?
Go make your mark!
This is one of my sketchbook entries this week. I most often write when I need to vent emotions, but I seem to process them on a different level when it’s a visual process rather than verbal. I’ve felt the weight of a lot of little things threatening to roll over me and crush me. It took seeing it in my sketchbook to realize that I have not been praying about most of those things like I know I should.
Sometimes my art work in progress reflects that I am very much a work in progress, too! Do you ever find that worrying over a gazillion little things weighs you down? What do you do to let go of the fear and anxiety that weight represents?
It’s been a while, but I’m back at the keyboard and the canvas. This dancing beauty is in progress (and ears are SO hard to get right!) with acrylic on canvas. I really want to paint all the time and get her finished, but I also don’t want to rush and make a mess.
What are you working on this week?
Because school started, and I can’t keep my crap together this week…
I am VERY slowly, but surely working my way chapter at a time through the book of Romans in the Bible. With each chapter, I read through, note the verses that stand out to me, and then boil it down to the “bottom line.” I choose the verse that most clearly states the main theme of the chapter and write it down somewhere on my blank page. As I sit with that verse a while, I draw what comes to mind as I meditate, and then I write a poem that reflects that meditation. I also go back to the verses that I marked and write more about them (I use the SOAP method for that, for the very few of you who wondered.) in a journal file on my computer.
It’s an intensive process on a single section of scripture, but I found that I was often reading the Bible every day on autopilot. This process forces me to slow down and digest the words more slowly. Slow is hard for me because I’m not often patient with creative work – once I have an idea, I want it done. I also keep walking away from this work and only coming back to it in spurts because it doesn’t feel as instantly rewarding as a quick sketch or single poem. But God has used this work to show me how to dig deeper into his word and his love, so I’m really silly for putting it off. Turns out I’m a work in progress, too. 🙂
And because the poem is hard to read in the photo, here’s the text:
Oh, how often I’ve failed
Crumbled in the face of temptation
The, oh, how I’ll beg
For a fresh start
But I must not believe you
As I try harder, work more, to make you love me
But that isn’t your way
You want truth
You want repentance
You want faith
So watch me open my hands
And let go of my desire to control
To earn your love, to claim myself
So I can believe
So you can make me new
So I can be free