In grade 12 art class I created an oil painting of a hairless green woman with 3D boobs. It was large and obnoxious and had a large styrofoam ball that I cut in half to create her knockers. My art teacher was embarrassed. Probably the reason why I made it. I am a Leo after all and everyone had something to say about it in class….
I’ve been on a good roll lately. I get excited for weekend evenings when I have time to myself to either open up my laptop or to get out a blank canvas. I get excited to see or read the result. I’m in the honeymoon phase of my newly found hobbies. And it’s pretty fantastic.
But I sprayed fixer on all my canvases today and noticed a change in my style. The last two pieces I’ve created were…meek for a lack of a better word. The colours were muted, the lines were careful, and both pictures felt…off. Joyless. So I attacked them tonight. I will not allow myself to quiet my voice. I will not stand by and watch my colours and images fade into the background…I refuse.
This one I disliked so much before that I didn’t even put it up here…Now it’s beautiful…strong lines, bold colours…strength, radiance, beautiful…in my eyes anyway.
So even on a roll…I’ve got to continue to check myself…be brave and remember what my goals are.
- show my art in a gallery
- get my writing published
- see one of my plays performed
- publish a book of plays and short stories
- teach my girls that they can do anything