Sunday, July 1, 2012

Self discipline

For a very long time I was an observer of art.  Then one day someone gave me the opportunity to be an active participant.  Many years have passed and I have learned skills and techniques through practice, practice, practice.  Creativity comes in big crashing waves sometimes.  Other times, I feel like there's nothing new.  I don't know what to do next.  Those times are tough because I like to fill my down time, waiting around time with art.  This summer began with a sigh of relief.  I deemed it My Summer To Draw, Paint, Make whatever I wanted to just for myself.  And then...nothing.  For days.  And then a week.  Foul Perfectionism was holding me back.  I knew I only had the summer to "fool around" and it would be over before I knew it.  So, I grabbed my sketchbook and a permanent Sharpie and forced myself to draw every morning, no matter how little time was available.  No expectations.  No erasures.  Just do something.  And it was scary and fun and did the trick.  Some of the drawings are pretty awful, but that's ok.  Because without the experience of making mistakes, I can't do my best.  Or get even better. 

1 comment:

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