This project is still very nebulous for me but I’ve been working a lot on self portraits I’m still a bit too scared to share. Looking at myself from unflattering angles, both physically and otherwise, how I’ve changed, how I stick up for myself and take up space, stand my ground. It feels self indulgent to pore over ever inch of my own body but I don’t know if I’m qualified to try and map someone else’s until I’ve mastered my own. Maybe the first step in the process is getting brave enough to share, to say this is how I am, this is how I see myself. I’m working on it.
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I’ve been dealing a lot with the use of space -which happens to be one of the themes. I spent a long time adding to the drawing from my last post only to find that I didn’t like the composition and I’ve started over entirely. I don’t mind, though. I learned a couple of valuable lessons.
1) I don’t think about space before placing pencil to paper, which might work for some, but not for me.
2) I still have a hard time filling a relatively small space. I seem to scale down when I draw instead of thinking big.
I do this all the time; spend a lot of time on something only to start over. In my professional career, I plan like crazy so this doesn’t happen. In my artistic career, I dive right in with a vague plan. Interesting.
Here’s to lessons learned and starting over!
the beginning. planting seeds. patience.
not sure why it takes so much for me to fill a 12″ x 18″ piece of paper with flowers. each one so carefully placed, perhaps erased, only to start again.
it’s spring and art book club brainstorming is in full bloom. my good friend Nick gave me these two books a few months before our current project “breakthrough” began, and something tells me they will play a part in my work very soon. i’m reading “journals and sketchbooks” as inspiration for my coming turn with our group’s journal. sharing a journal in this project is a nod to art book club’s first collaboration, and i’m really looking forward to what our combined musings will have to say five years later (!!)
i’m also currently reading “milk and honey” by rupi kaur, and this poem stuck out to me as it’s how i feel about the group effort that is art book club. the work i produce for myself as well as in a collective must stay true.
space / body / phases – three works in the end.
Just three! Feeling the pressure to make these three the very best they can be. Feeling overwhelmed deciding if I should try new techniques or stick to what I know. Feeling excited.
I’m thinking about phases of life:
This is for sure what I am going with -but then I struggle with how to represent each topic because my mind goes in 100 different directions because the possibilities are endless.
In the end, I need to trust what I know because it has been working for me for many years and it IS me.