hi- just one correction- i meant to write pic as in short for picture, not pis as in short for we all know what. i've largely resolved my dilemma about the relative merits of arting and crafting by just considering them all as creations or products of my creative mind. thanks to karen for her thoughtful advice, which i will bear in mind, but today i discovered something about journalling as opposed to painting. journaling is semi-relaxing in a way that painting is not, and i can work with alot of different ideas at once and quickly , whereas while painting i sometimes seem to work for hours at a stretch and get nothing accomplished or do and redo the same part of the painting for days on end without resolving it. journalling is more immediate and limited- i can only do so much with a page and then it's time to go on to a new page. some fail some succeed, but it's not as big a deal as a failed painting somehow. i also find that i work alot with colors in my journals , trying out different palettes with strips of paper instead of paint which carries over into painting. and the colours i use in my painting palettes. i also work out placement and composition in my journal pages, and am able to be much more experimental in my journal than at my easel.needlees to say i've realized that journaling will remain a big part of my life for the time being.
just showing off some of bill murphy's work to a friend. bill is an incredible artist-his work is absolutely flawless and if you haven't seen it google bill murphy artist. he is truly incredible and awe-inspiring and has been that way forever, for as long as i've known him which is a very long time.just thought i'd throw that plug in there- not that he needs it.
moving right along i just read some really moving, incredibly honest and heart felt blogs by kelly rae roberts on the subject of motherhood and her traumatic birhting experience. she waited until she was ready to blow the lid off the story of what she went through, and most of us mothers can relate at least to some extent to her story. having children really does change everything, exposing you to an experience that is so primal and mind blowing that it's difficult to explain to someone who hasn't been there . it can bring out the best and the worst in people, and though i sometimes wish for a childless life, i'd do it all again in a heartbeat.i just didn't know i was capable of such a deep and ferocious love. so if you are a mom or even if you're not check out kelly rae's latest mothering stories- they're well written and eerily familiar. that's all i've got for now, still haven't worked out the picture thing.This second pic ture was supposed to go with the first, the one i already posted
just showing off some of bill murphy's work to a friend. bill is an incredible artist-his work is absolutely flawless and if you haven't seen it google bill murphy artist. he is truly incredible and awe-inspiring and has been that way forever, for as long as i've known him which is a very long time.just thought i'd throw that plug in there- not that he needs it.
I totally get it now! I sort of misunderstood what you were talking about in your last post; but it's important to work on something that gives you an element of instant gratification rather than to puzzle it out and risk it not being what you want it to be. Nice to intersperse your journal work in with your easel work. You get a good mix of deep satisfaction from it along with that long term accomplishment from your paintings.
ReplyDeleteAs for motherhood... I'm completely with you on that, and will most definitely check out that blog. Ferocious love. That's a great way to describe it sometimes, isn't it? In the past two years, I've run the gamut of emotions... Having my very essence as a mother threatened and having my children exploited, all for the sick satisfaction of screwing someone over brought me to the brink of desperation many times over, but I feel much better now that it's over. Still shaky, but relieved that it's over at least for now. It left me ruined financially and in some ways, emotionally, but I'm still here, and still a good mother. I'd do it all again in a heartbeat too, but I'd definitely do some things differently. I'd guard my family much more closely, and not be so trusting of those out to do emotional harm. Too many wolves in sheep's clothing out there. Why am I so trusting? It's a question I've asked myself over and over. Well, off to work for now. Have a great day, Brig!