A Creative Dream

A Creative Dream

A little blog about the life of a somewhat lost dreamer....looking for my grace in this crazy world.

29 January 2018

It's a gift...

This creativity thing.  It really is a gift, or, at least that's the way I've always thought of it.  But, over the last couple of years, it's a gift that I've put on the back burner.  I left it there a bit too long, and suddenly I began to feel it slipping.

I can't even imagine my world without creativity in it. I've never really sat at my table and not had something come, but in the last six months or so, that's what I found happening. It's like this weird feeling of being lost in a forest, and yet knowing that the path is right in front of me. I know that path, I've walked it thousands of times, but it's a while now, and I can't quite find it. That feeling of creativity coursing through me hasn't been coming as easily.  You gotta use it or lose it, right?

So, to this end, I spent my weekend playing with watercolours.  Because if that isn't a challenge for me, I don't know what is.  I love them, they don't like me so much.  For me, it's a difficult medium to work with.  There's just so very little control (in my hand anyway).  My paintings generally have lots and lots and lots of layers, and those layers are achieved with acrylic paints, inks, papers...you know, things that don't lift when they get wet.  It allows for a great deal of hints and bits and pieces to show through. You can get lots of depth there. That's my comfort zone.

It doesn't quite work that way with watercolours.  So much more room to mess things up... (messing things up being defined as me putting the brush to paper and what comes off the brush is not what was in my head), and so little I can do about it.

Of course, that's really much like life, isn't it?  What we plan in our head isn't always what happens. Sometimes it doesn't even come close. I don't know about you guys, but when I was 18 and just facing the world I was absolutely certain about how everything was going to be.  Turns out, I had no clue.

I've learned much though, and one of the great truths I've found is that the best thing we can do is learn to let go and allow it to be. Life isn't lived in a straight line, but rather by following the hills and the valleys that we encounter.  Sometimes the path is smooth and even, other times it's rocky and difficult, that's how it's supposed to be.  We can't appreciate the easy path unless we've walked the difficult one.


Sort of like this journey of mine with watercolours. What comes out of that brush tip isn't always what I had envisioned...but I'm learning to allow it to be.  Although, I do admit, I very often have to talk to myself while I'm painting to remind myself that it's ok not to have control, after all, sometimes the best journeys taken begin with not knowing where you are going.  I'm finding that I get better and enjoy the process more when I don't have such a rigid mindset about what I want the painting to look like.

And, sometimes, while it isn't quite what I expected, it ends up being not half bad.

Life and watercolours, who knew they had so much in common?

4 comments:

Snap said...

Who knew?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! These are all lovely.
xx

Carol- Beads and Birds said...

Your watercolors are amazing. You have a natural talent. Even a talent like yours needs to be cultivated. You have a "happy" brand. Perhaps that's why you were not creating much these past two years.
xx, Carol

kodulehe valmistamine said...

Good post! Amazing colors and painting

Eileen The Artful Crafter said...

I blogged about your influence on my art today, June. I'm happy to see you're back blogging here. I've added you to my follow list (again ;-).

I see you on Facebook but really don't like Facebook. I'd much rather visit you here.

Here's the link to my post: https://theartfulcrafter.com/blog/interactive-postcard-art-grand-opening.html. Feel free to remove the link from this comment. I just wanted to let you know.

P.S. Your writing is as wonderful as your art.