Last night I was avoiding cleaning my studio.
It’s been a cluttered mess lately and while a bit of untidiness may be the sign of a creative mind (or something like that), it does reach a point where enough is enough.
One avoidance technique was browsing through my entire blog history to see whether I was actually making any positive progress as I’ve professed to be attempting.
And I stumbled upon this picture and post from September of 2015.
I’ve had these little canvases for a while. I bought them for another project that hasn’t happened yet. They were just sitting on my shelf and looked lonely. I’ve started just painting them – and then repainting them – and then layering some more paint. Now I’ve started sticking on the dried paint scrapings from my desk. They are becoming quite heavy and textural.
Why? I don’t know yet. I suppose they’ll let me know when it is time…
But sometimes, I’m not sure that I’m an artist at all. But my middle daughter says that I am an artist and she should know. She will be graduating with her Bachelor of Fine Arts in December. That makes her for sure a “real artist”.
She tells me to make what I enjoy. To do what I like to do and not to worry about it all so much.
I worry nonetheless.
And I procrastinate.
Guess what is now sitting on my desk again?
Somehow (of their own accord) they hid themselves in a box on a shelf in the studio only to reappear as I contemplated a Spring decluttering session for the month of April.
I have made a decision.
It is time – whether those canvases are ready or not.
They shall be turned into some semblance of a creative project that may even resemble art by the end of the weekend or they shall be gone from this house.
And just maybe, I will then dedicate the rest of April working on the rest of the half-started or half-finished projects (depending on how you look at it) hiding themselves in the dusty dark corners of the studio.
And that’s a definitive maybe.
But I really do believe it is time.
Visual artist playing with collage, assemblage and whatever else I imagine. Homemaker and homeschooling Mom of four children aged 10 to 24. Ready to fully embrace life and leave regret and fear behind. Each new day is an opportunity to love, create and live with intention...