It's a quiet Sunday morning. The sun hasn't come through the clouds yet. I've been wandering in and out of blogs and looking back through my own. I chose this photo that I took earlier in the spring as I thought it was a good one for this particular post....The flower shows you how perfectly nature was thought out in Creation.
That brings me to what is it exactly that I want my art to say? And what do I want my art to be? I do love working in art journal format but I don't want it to become a scrapbook. I find art journaling to be a very meditative activity. It is also fun....not to leave that out. Sometimes, I can't get the inspiration in my head down on paper fast enough....and if I don't, it often leaves me and I move on to something else. I hate when that happens.
Don't you ask yourself why you're here?
I do feel that art is a way of making my mark on the page..my life...this is who I am and why I was here and I hope you like what I have to say or, perhaps, understand a little better who I am and things I care about. I don't use many words in my art journals; I hope the art tells you the story. On the other hand, what I've painted may have particular meaning to me....but to the viewer, it's just a painting.
I don't want my art to be "kitschy". Surfing blogs of artists can be intimidating. Do I use "time" as an excuse for not committing to doing work outside a journal...a canvas or larger painting on paper? I'm always saying I don't have enough time....If I devoted more time...would my work be better, would I work more slowly and carefully. I don't know. I think it's more about...would the art on the canvas be good enough...that's always been my struggle on many levels...being good enough.
We are a society that moves so fast that we don't often stop and think...and then it's too late. That's my Sunday morning reflection.