Time goes so fast when things are flowing with a painting.Disapointment hits the pit of my stomach when it’s time to quit. Happiness returns in the morning as I head off to the studio to continue! Challenged to produce the vision in my head, bold colors, reds as the promanat shade and energetic petals. Pushing through the bumps of what’s next. The magic happens without me even knowing. Stepping back, happiness fills me,I like it.
Can I just say I so much fun painting a little series of fall inspired flowers!
I find I get in my head to much at times. Making it harder than it needs to be. I have done all the 30 and 30 challenges since Leslie started so I know how it is “to be fun”.
I started a new job 2 weeks ago. 6,7,8 grade art and Skills for Living instructor at our school. I knew last week with this new schedule, helping with jh soccer, still driving bus, AND studio responsibilities…painting was out. Sketches IN! I haven’t been able to sketch as much as I like lately either.
I felt too should have a theme. Something to lead me. When faced with a blank page ,canvas,a,meal, outfit… focus on what we want to say can be all that is needed to guide the rest. But BLUE? After reading over several challenge list samples, I can’t believe I was drawn to the word BLUE. BUT BLUE, Its one of my least favorite colors! I’m going with it anyway to learn where it takes me.
“You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, ‘I have lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.’ You must do the thing you think you cannot do.” ― Eleanor Roosevelt
The color red is one of the top two colors of all. Representing assertiveness, daring, determined, energetic, powerful, enthusiastic, impulsive, exciting, and aggressive. Red represents physical energy, passion, and desire. It symbolizes action, confidence, and courage. Red, the color of blood and fire throughout all of history, is associated with meanings of love, sensitivity, romance, joy, strength, leadership, courage, rage, anger, danger, and determination. It brings strength, sophistication and fun to a room when we use it in decors. So it was easy to know what I would paint these poppy-inspired flowers. Yellow, greens and aqua to dance along. With the pink circles,one of my favorite shapes, burst in. Look closely and you will see the texture. I love this process using a pallet knife and white texture paste.You can color to the paste but I wanted to be able to manipulate the colors in the various areas for depth and variety.
Each day I would step up to this painting feeling it wasn’t done yet. “Knowing” when a painting is done is a tricky thing for me. Not always sure what this one needed. Adding layers,colors and elements. Evolving….then “Confidence” appeared in the process.
A man found a butterfly cocoon. One day a small opening appeared in the cocoon. He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could go.
So the man decided to help the butterfly. He took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon.
The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings.
The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body.
Neither happened! In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly.
What the man, in his kindness and haste, did not understand was that the small opening in the cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were God’s way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.
Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our lives. If God allowed us to go through our lives without any obstacles, it would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been. We could never fly!