Resistance is a funny thing. Funny as in, not so funny. Funny as in, a killer. A killer of motivation, inspiration, the feeling of wanting to do something and the non-energy to move.
Yeah. Resistance is all that. Back to the proverbial drawing board, as they say.
The point is in the process. Paint something! Good, bad, whatever. Just do it. Sit down, get something on paper, never mind what we think about the 'something'. The point is to work.
Yes, I know all that. So why is it so hard to actually DO it? Don't ask me. I decided to go back to reading The War of Art by Steven Pressfield. Strangely enough, after I had re-read the first chapter, I felt empowered enough to paint. Even if it meant what I painted was dumb. Even if the outcome was sub-par, I did it.
I put down the book, gathered my stuff and headed outside to the front garden. The summer blooms have faded. All that's left are the seed heads of the pink daisies and other perennials, although the asters are just starting their fall show of periwinkle blue.
Mixing colors to try for periwinkle wasn't working so I did my best, adding color where I felt it needed to go, then I stopped. Remember, it could go to trash quickly if I don't stop myself.
Finding time this weekend, I went back and added some detail. Whatever I think about this work I will keep to myself. Do the seed heads really need to look like the real thing? Not really. I just wanted to paint with color for a breezy feeling, hoping the process would take me there.
|Seed Heads ©2012 Dora Sislian Themelis|
14x20 Watercolor, Arches cold press paper
The paper was dry and it was easy to add strokes of paint to areas I thought needed it. Am I happy with it? Eh, let's just say I'm glad I got something on paper.
Did it. Done.