Last night I went to sleep with a question. What’s my story? Today’s Show Your Work reading and a comment on my art artwork post @creativelyhue askes me the same question.
I am rewriting my about page. So far so good. My earliest memory is fingerpainting. I liked the feel of paint on my hands. I loved the educational Crayola Watercolor sets. Most of all I liked that I had a canvas. My space. My place. I can do whatever I want with it. Why then do I feel the need to copy. Wait a minute I don’t copy but it is as I wrote yesterday. I feel imspired and I try and paint that way.
What I love most about art is that anything can be art. There is room for everyone. I have seen lines, scribbles, doodles, splatters, painting with spoons and straws.
All of it makes me feel so inspired. It is amazing what the mind dreams up.
Have a favorite artist? I should make a list and post it this weekend. I do have a list on pinterest.