Showing posts with label creative process. Show all posts
Showing posts with label creative process. Show all posts

5.29.2010

colors

Denver has changed so many colors today. It started off hot and dry and sunny...then windy and cool. And now, the sky is a deep purple and it looks like it might rain. I love this kind of Saturday afternoon, and I love Denver's weather, the changes, the dryness, the lack of humidity. I miss the midwest sometimes, especially my family, but it would be so hard to leave this climate. I think it's my favorite thing about Denver.

I'm posting more art. I don't really know why I keep posting my art. Well, I take that back. I started to post my art because I wanted to share the process. I have been afraid of the process of art for a long time, and so I kind of wanted to demystify for it myself. I guess I'm attempting to simply create and I'm wanting to stay away from the temptation to be a "good" artist--I just want to get more confidence in actually creating. Make it a habit. I want it to be true rather than good. Obviously ;)
Art journal page. Still working on this self portrait thing.
And this was the previous self portrait but I felt the need to paint abstractly. I found the words "Recipe for a magical childhood" and mod podged them in the middle.

I'm still kind of embarrassed to post all this. Oh well. Not that there are many of you out there reading...although my profile says nearly 1000 people have looked at this blog, I think it's about five people looking at it about 200 times each. Thanks for continuing to look :)

3.05.2010

blogging and stuff

I realize that I write this blog much different than I write in my art journal. Because I think people (maybe one or two people! ha!) are reading it, I write differently. I'm not going to do that anymore. I'm going to just write. Let's see how that works.

When I was doing some art journaling last night I felt so frustrated. I hated everything that was coming out of me. I tried to paint. I hated what I painted. I realized that this frustration with painting and creating was mirroring how I feel about everything lately. Nothing that comes out of me feels "right"--whether it's teaching, what I'm wearing, what I'm painting.
I can't tell if I'm just not accepting myself, or if I'm somehow fighting my natural flow, and therefore, frustrated. Dang. I'm frustrated that I can't even figure that out!

Oh well. It's friday.

I'm very happy about that fact. We are going to Neko Case tomorrow night. I can't wait!!!
Here's one of my favorite songs of hers....