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’m working on a few flowers but last night’s rainbow in lava had me thinking. Not my rainbow and lava by the way but I had to paint a rainbow. There’s worries, hard and uncertain times. There’s no magic answer on how to make them go away. How you live each day is by remembering to feel the rainbow often.
This rainbow is unlike anything I’ve ever painted. For some reason I like the texture. Maybe not for the shop this time. I am working on the just making art. Oh this rainbow could make a cover for the new project? Maybe.
What was I intending to paint? Intentions, what happens to them. I scribbled…folded…all ready for the trash. But why not practice Decalcomania. I added paint and let the left side blend with the right side. I still wanted to throw it away. I kept working and all of a sudden a butterfly appeard giving me wings to fly.
a little note to self
Keep going, stop just stop the maddness of wanting to throw out your work. Not everything you make will be for the shop. Create and when you feel stuck shut up and keep going. Yes intentions are good but it’s the surprises that happen in the midst of intentions that …that’s what great art is made of. I know, I have seen my work. For every idea that you think didn’t work there’s an idea, a technique that does. Look closer. The flowers that bloom don’t have perfect petals so don’t expect yours to be either. Wait that’s one for the book. I’m going to paint that too.
Be proud of your work. I sure am!
Thanks for reading. As days go by there’s more of you. Want to subscribe? There’s a link to the right of this post. Next year I am releasing a few books and more products. My current shop is moving.
Here’s a good example of what work looks like sometimes. Work isn’t perfect. Work is messy. Work is you letting go of what you think it should be. Like life, there is always a plan but at some point the plan changes. The real idea emerges and you only find it when you let go. I am really liking the blue thumbprint flower.
The world series games begin. Two teams want to win. The one who wins will be the one who can powerfully play the game. Play the game with heart. No prize. No millions of fans waiting to ruckus the streets. What’s this game have to do with my creative zone.
Creative for you. For a better you. That’s what creativelyhue is all about. When the pink flower doesn’t work out make amends. Layer with blue. I like the pink that mixed with the blue. Outlining it with a blue pencil makes it come together. Sure I have some cropping to do but…
I painted these flowers a few weeks ago. Time flies when you are in peace. This was part of my hand painting floral series. You create a hand fist and stamp with the bottom of your hand. You stamp in a circular motion. The color was all wrong. I kept it in a keep going pile. Sometimes work has an agenda of it’s own. Nothing a little oil pastel and pencil couldn’t fix.
Next week I want to go over my plans for the remainder of the year. Reflect on my work and work on projects, see where my thoughts lead me. Beginning November 1st I begin celebrations and exploring the world. Dia De Los Muertos is a perfect time to start.
The days are geting shorter. Summer weather is taking its time. All the more reason to long for sweater days and fall nights. Is there ever a winter in Los Angeles?
I didn’t like the pumpkin version of this so I painted a tree, Oh yes, I drew this tree after reading Bruno Munari. Not too sure about the color scheme, Is this a little melancholic? My problem is that I saw this tree a different way. I definitely worked through this painting. Paper and paint do make a difference. The major difference comes from you.
Then I see the swing and gaze up at the moon. And the stars. One could be boggled with doubt. Then you look up and the moon, she speaks of love.
Now I’ll go work on a floral pinata. Thanks so much for all of you who sunscribe. Creativity is in my blood. I enjoy sharing my lessons and projects because I know I’m not the only one. There’s lots more to come!