The Big A Word…

Allowing myself to let go and be an artist. An everyday artist. Perhaps one day an art: teacher, facilitator, advisor. But today I am an everyday artist. I celebrate it. I share it. I make it.

The big A is a word I have struggled to call myself. Afterall, I could not show up to be in one particular world of art, and I berated myself for that. What was wrong with me? Had I no discipline? Why could I not show up for this? Then I realized I did have consistency. I did show up. I showed up every day for art in my life. To learn. To absorb. To find the strange beauty and shape of everything. That I wanted so much to share with others. Excitedly say, look at this! Isn’t this cool? What do you think? And to accept myself for that, that what I needed wasn’t one thing, or two things, but EVERYTHING and explore that. And even better, now I know I’m not alone. The art world is a BIIIIG world that I am relishing diving into. Slowly I am finding my artful center.

If you are like that, now you know you’re not alone either. So onward… Have you ever felt cornered in somewhere? Wondering why it’s not moving? Punishing yourself? Maybe you are asking yourself the wrong thing. Maybe it’s where am I moving already? Where do I move most?

Generally lately I’m moving in spaces related to collage. Printmaking. Watercolor. Urban sketching. Artists I look for these days are of a spiritual nature. Let me know if you want to know more about that, as I’m slowly creating a Pinterest board for my favorite spiritual inspired works.

Have an artful day…