"The artist is the confidant of nature, flowers carry on dialogues with him through the graceful bending of their stems and the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms. Every flower has a cordial word which nature directs towards him."
The artists journey is a unique one.
Each of us is inspired by something different, each of us is energized by different colors, shapes, materials, and papers. For me, my true and real passion in art lies in nature and in sketchbooks. But for the sake of learning and development, I try to push myself outside my comfort zones. These are difficult times, I feel frustrated, naive, and totally incapacitated and the urge to quit becomes overwhelming.
My creative life is as turbulent as the next artist, passion, energy, and enjoyment abounds, but motivation and satisfaction undulates.
It is a constant, enriching, and very challenging process that leads to what?? I don't know, improvement, that elusive sense of having arrived at being an artist, or the perfect picture?
I don't feel like I ever arrive at being an artist, I always feel so behind, but then sometimes so do you...yet we are all artists, and our most difficult challenge is not comparing, not giving life to our nasty inner critic, but finding ways to be true to ourselves and our unique creative journey.
I don't know how many times I see the work of others and I realize how much I have to learn. Sometimes I feel like I have approached a massive mountain range that is impossible to scale.
The key is to recognize that art is a constant, never-ending journey for which there is no destination. We are all students, we will always be students and our art will remain as individual as we are...thank goodness.
When these times descent upon me and I feel overwhelmed with artistic negativity, I bring myself back to my center by painting flowers.
This page was done in acrylic and watercolor pencil in my Stillman & Birn Epsilon Series Sketchbook
Push through and keep creating...thanks for checking in. xx