Today’s class had these up on the wall. The artist is Kandinsky and the artists are Adult Transition students. I like the hearts too. Simply tissue paper twisted around a pencil and a little glue is all it takes.
What I LOVE most about art is I can get lost. I can simply be in a state of create. No past or present just a creative and curious soul who’s fascinated with simple objects that unify to become beauty.
Working out some minor details for the book but it’ll be out sometime this week. Wait, I should try this?
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.
I do love Paul McCartney’s new song. The biggest lesson I learned this year is who cares.
I love my letters. I love my drawings. I enjoy my art. Sure I need to go back to hand lettering. I love color. I should keep mixing. Isn’t that the point. I could be in this place of curiosity and explore!
Or I could doubt. Why would I ever do that. I have lots more projects to paint.