Its interesting lately how my process has changed. I am hauling paintings out of my “closet”,( the works I had given up on in frustration), and really looking at them closely. I am gaining in my experience a more defined sense of what a good painting is. This absolutely comes from all the hours I have put in but also from studying other artwork I admire. I have piles of magazines handed down to me and looking through them often gives me a sense of unworthiness as I am faced with the sheer magnitude of the talent within the glossy pages. So many times after reading through a magazine filled with exquisite paintings I want to throw in the towel. (or the paint rag)
I have recently come up with a solution that works wonders for me. With scissors and glue in hand, I am only placing the images that exite me into my scrapbook. The ones with pallets that sing the way I want my colours to sing, the compositions that have a mood I can relate to and the ones I draw energy from. Many times one artists work will repeat themselves within my book, but other times they are random. They all have one thing in common though. Each time I look at them a spark ignites, hope flourished and I can hardly wait to dip my brush in paint and create. Pure creative energy fuel. Gotta love it!
Posted by Cindy Mawle at 10:39