I paint flowers, mostly. There are these influences from all the objects and places I see. For example this fish is inspired by a mosaic park in Barcelona.
This book was inspired by a childhood curiosity.
Even now I look at a butterfly and wonder what it must be like to do nothing but flutter from flower to flower and place to place. Wonderful right? It’s amazing and such a boost when you think about how every animal, flower, land and it’s people are unique. Oh goodness I have yet to mention the moon and the stars. I have now.
All of these beauties are reminders of how much we are loved. We are one source. One force. One love. Yes I am getting all Star Wars. It’s true! Let go of all the nonsense in your head. Your thoughts rule your life. Walk and live like it’s all yours because it is. Faith With You. (I totally need this advice right now.)
Oh yes I want to paint another paper roll flower. Lots of them.
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I’m reading Think and Grow Rich. This is a page in the Imagination chapter. I just had to take note of it.
These beauties are turning out swell.
Seriously I am kid in a candy store proud of my work. I think I just wrote the first draft for Love. Simply put, this is my area of expertise. My area makes me smile and laugh. I love to write. I love to take various tools and see what happens. Curiosity is wild.
I’m changing the name from weird is beautiful to different is beautiful. So yesterday I had the house to myself. I painted. I painted lots of textures. The video is posted on my Instagram @hellomireya. I’m not a YouTuber but I’d like to do more videos on Instagram.
My favorite textures are the ones I just mix up with color. I like just applying the drops of paint. Then using a wide brush to blend. The beauty is in knowing how to blend the right color combination.
Oh and I’m looking at animals. There’s so many to choose from. I’ll just create. No need to be realistic.
One final truth is acceptance. I never realized how beautiful this word is. I accept that I want to keep creating. I accept that I haven’t been dedicated as I should be. I accept that I am a talent and a force to be reckoned with. This part of me is slightly hiding. Hiding. Got to think more on this…
The next step is to take the exploration further with two colors. Here you want to play with your markers and colored pencils. Here’s a list of my favorites.
highlighter + watercolor apply to wet or dry paper or scribble on a ceramic palette and add water
blend with marker and watercolor pencil
drop ink on water
acrylic with marker makes great clouds
painting with a wet highlighter: not to worry the water will dry as you write with it.
add ink to the markers: I didn’t try this but you can!
colored pencil over watercolor pencil: you get a soft texture
marker over transparent layer: I actually colored over the wet layer and it created a nice texture. I’m not sure how to describe it. This is the magenta one by the way.
Playing around with textures made me realize that simple textures can make your work interesting. I’ve come to love texture. Texture can convey emotion or emphasize character. Friday I’ll begin painting paper. I’m going to make fish and bears. Now I’ll go finish exploring my paint brushes and test out my new paint.
These are some of my supplies. The old Crayola educational set is now filled with Mission, Grumbacher and Cotman. I’m in the process of organizing a new paint palette. Today I didn’t work on the book. Instead I worked on a project for the creative exploration class.
The assignment was to choose an art painting and create variations. I chose Bridge over a pond of Water Lilies. I love nature and I wanted to use various tones of green and pink to convey the majesty and warmth of nature. I mixed up the galleria blue with the green acrylic. It was amazing.
Why this painting exercise? What does this have to do with Road Trip? Adolfo Serra instructs his classmates to play. Gather up as many supplies as you can and create variates of the art. Art is open for interpretation. There are many ways we can choose to express if only we allow ourselves to play.
Today I timed myself for 45 minutes. I sketched with just a pen to observe the shapes. My phone battery was also dying so the screen blanked every 30 seconds. Still I drew. Then I painted. I painted a second variation. I mixed paints. I used a make-up brush to cover up some mistakes. No pencil. No thinking except to choose a tool. I just painted. More importantly, I painted my love for nature.
I realize that I need to take a step back and allow my self to develop, to come into my style. I can do this and I will. Now that I’ve relaxed and had some fun I’ll be ready to finish the book doodles tomorrow.
Today I sat for two hours…the house was calm … too calm…but I sat with my creativity and let my mind wander. One idea led to the next. I thought about my letters and added more ideas. Lots more!
Gave each letter a thought. I now have a map, a map that I’m excited about. A few days ago, I had no idea. Notes after notes, I mean sure I had ideas floating around but no direction. All of a sudden everything’s coming together and making sense. Don’t you just love when this happens? It’s so important to show up every day because at some point, you get past the nonsense.
I know I keep writing the same thoughts but writing this book has been an emotional roller coaster. I was grumpy a good part of this trip. But I had every single one of these beautiful thoughts. So I have my doodles and I’m working on my lettering.
I can’t believe I was sitting, just me and creativity… my memories. I sat for two hours TWO HOURS and it felt like a lot less than that. At one point I thought maybe I should go to the store and buy Sharpie pens in color. Lizard brain showed up and I said,” No I’m going to sit and write.” It was beautiful.
If you’re a creative like me then you completely understand.
Today I sat unmotivated again…I tried drawing with a pencil. The erasing started… and then I let go. Sometimes I forget that the point of sketching and doodling is in ideas. Ideas don’t always have to make sense. The best ones don’t.
I’m going to sit down when the house is calm, without interruption and just draw the entire book. I’ll practice a little tomorrow. I’ll play. I want to draw without thinking.
I went through my watercolor paintings and none of them are quite right for the book. Not one.
This isn’t perfection. I can paint better. I have. I do love the trees and maybe that’ll be the cover?
I won’t keep going back and forth with this book. I’m not aiming for perfection but I need to do my best. I should have fun. I’ll stick to ink doodles for the entire book. I want to improve on my drawing skills. I can use the fall workshop to work on watercolor.
Back to the book, I’d love to sit down and let my mind wander and DRAW.