I used to worry that my way of making art was not the traditional one.
That I didn't proceed according to the prescribed pattern of idea, sketches, outline, underpainting, tonal values and detail.
Mine was more like idea, leap in, do some stuff, discard some part, move something around, make something bigger or smaller, stick something down, scrape it off again, rinse and repeat.
Back in 2012 I began to come to terms with my own way of doing things - and all because of Yoga...
“...Because of my deepened Yoga practice now, I am learning to see my creative practice in a different light.
Later that same afternoon I wrote:
“Lovely long afternoon in the studio; very peaceful with just the crackle of the wood-burner and the hum of my thoughts.”
Who could ask for more than that? That the ever-present nagging of ‘shoulds’ goes quiet and leaves us in peace to just do what we do and be who we are?
I often forget to go back and dig for it, but there’s a lot of gold in my journals. (And this time I don’t mean sparkly paint!)
So this might be the start a new occasional series featuring snippets of insight from my jottings over the last five or so years in which I’ve kept a digital journal...
Or it might not ;)