My Painting Table |
Sometimes I’m sitting in my painting studio (as opposed to
my beading studio) and my heart starts smiling. No really, I can feel it in my
chest - a sort of expansion that goes beyond ribs and muscle and skin. This deep down connection with creativity is
like anticipation that something joyful is about to happen. This also happens
in the beading studio but I share that with my assistant and am rarely there
alone. This ‘heart smile’ comes with solitude.
I see artist’s studios as sacred spaces. Like Merlin we conjure up the unknown and
bring it into this world in whatever medium we work, whether it’s painting,
drawing, sculpture, music, dance, writing, or other creative pursuits. Time disappears, we step away, and magic
happens through us.
I used to need my studio to be neat. In fact that need
could overtake the desire to create. It became an excuse to not face my fear of
blank white paper. It was a buffer
between my desire to get my vision out through my hands with paints or pencils
or pastels onto the art paper and the actual doing of it, which was often
scary. What if I can’t do it? What if I’ve lost the ability? What if I create crap? Or worse - What if I waste time?
Now with less hours available to be in either studio - the
business of selling jewelry takes up
more time than the doing - the neat nick has stepped back. That is until my
work table is just too crowded to use and I have to call her back.
Better Call In the Neat Nick! |
Today the ‘heart smile’ came as I opened the door to my
home/office after a two hour session in the painting studio. I just felt happy! I’d started mixing new colors - colors I have
rarely used and it was thrilling.
If you’ve been reading this blog you know my new medium is
carved bone - carvings I design and have carved by my team of inspired and
expert Balinese carvers. I then apply color to them. It took over a year of research but I’ve
finally found the type of paints to use to get the feeling I envision.
Today I mixed violet and gamboge yellow in various
proportions to get colors that tickled me - made me joyous. That joy now enhances a sea horse and I can
even see the beads that will go with him!
Ah the ‘heart smile’ again or is that a grin?
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