Thank you for reading and subscribing. I share my work because I believe I was born an artist. In some way we all were. It’s our skills and talents that can help others like a great song that makes you sing or move instead of doubting or worrying. You have to say yes to the idea. Yes to imagination. Yes to play. That’s why flirt with creativity is serene.
At first you surrender to the idea because you want to. Through the process of creating you arrive at the answer, the full intention. It becomes so clear. Paper roll flowers where simply an idea. I wanted to learn how to be an artist by exploring 100 ways to create flowers. Now I want to teach a class. Paper roll flowers are fun because you never know what will happen.
Not the pinks I intended to mix up. Thank goodness. Mix red with a little blue and then white. Using turquoise and aqua creates plum pinks. The color of a blouse? A shade of lip balm? The color took over. I had to paint. I finished with a paper roll flower. These flowers are easy to make and sporadic. At first it seems like a mess, As you work the idea begins to bloom. I’ll share the finished floral soon. Here’s the blooms that started it all.
Flirt with idea.
Flirt with imagination.
Flirt with creativity.
Flirt with impossibilities.
Just looking at the the blooms encourages me to keep creating and keep sharing.
I was in an Anthropologie store today and inspiration struck. I am already excited to paint this week. Want to purchase this print? Click on the art print.
Go For a walk. Feel the breeze. See the trees. Tell the blooms your dreams. Tell the blooms your fears. Warmth will hold them dear. Soon she will pass them to the moon and the stars. Until then keep walking. Keep drawing.
I was looking for a project today and I found it. Or did it find me.
Take one of your old projects and turn it into something new.
I created a sketchbook journal using leaves I painted months ago. I added a creative write about a previous experience going for a walk. Ok time to paint a Hopi Crape.
I have been busy learning color and painting. I have also been going through old work. Love this design. Proud of the book too. Creative Bloom is really the beginning of exploring and painting flowers. I’m going to get even better. I have plans to create an online class where we can have fun and paint together. Oh in an Anthropologie store? That would be cool too.
It is hard to think of you always. The voice in my head always has something to say. I do think of you always. You are a part of me. But these thoughts try to keep us apart. Oh but with your breeze you hug me. I did see the Hopi Crape with all it’s color and strength. I shall paint one. I must.
Painting is my reminder that I am here. I am here and with you always.
I received feedback from one of you and I thank you. Hope you are a subscriber. I started learning poetry. More on that in coming posts. There’s much more happening at creativelyhue. I recently painted a tree. I haven’t painted trees since Wise Tress. The Hopi Crapes I keep seeing are calling my name. I love painting trees and beautiful flowers. Yes I did come home after a walk and paint a tree. It felt good.
I ‘d love to see what you are working on. Find me on instagram @creatively.hue and tag me.
I wasn’t going to post these flowers but I am. Here’s why.
I could feel the color. I imagined painting these blooms on a smooth stucco wall. These colors made me smile knowing no rules. Afterward I scanned and was uploading onto my society 6 shop. Suddenly I didn’t like the way I painted. Maybe it was too much browsing on istagram. That was a few days ago.
Today I want to post these blooms because I painted them. These blooms are beautiful. The delicate brush strokes and blending reveal how light I felt. I just painted. There is no stay within the lines. I grew up painting that way. I taught others to do that. Nonsense. I know better now. The best painting is done with the freedom to paint whatever you want, however you choose.
Art isn’t perfect.
Art is like beauty, in the eye of the beholder.
Art is magical.
Art is like a song that gets into our mind, our hearts and deep down to the core of my soul.
Art is a smile when all you want to do is frown.
Art is the hope that helps you see and feel until it is with every breath.
Art is breath.
Look out into the wonders of the world and you will feel art.
Art is you.
Art is me.
Oh my, I really do need to work on this poetry writing. Whimsical words. Here’s to all of you who read this blog. Good vibes to you and all.
As I have been writing, alot these days, I am drawing and painting flowers for the practice. Lately I have been showing up with doubt and negativity. Yes I planned to paint a Ranunculus,still do. I love the idea of this, layering with acrylic and filling in with watercolor. The hearts, these were inspired by actual leaves.
Which brings me to my practice!
Make art. make a mistake? keep going. Observe. repeat.
Somewhere in the mistake and keep going I stop. It’s the mistake that prevents me from the going, the making. Everyone that succeeded did so because they had losts of practice. In practice you build flow. In practice you make changes because you learn. I made slight changes. What a diference. I went from Ranunculus love to love lives here.
I love the shape, the layers of these blooms. It’s like you see one flower but there’s all these layers, all the mystery and magic of the flower. Or should I say a person. Love lives here feels right. You choose to let go of the doubt and hold loves hand. Next time you want to throw out your work, save it. In a few days, a weelk, look at it with a fresh pair of eyes and keep making art.
Oh I should paint these with a turqoise or aqua background! You see I can keep going.