
*proof that I live, Nikon D50 digital*
art washes away from the soul, the dust of everyday life-Pablo Picasso
years ago, I felt the call to put brush to paper or scissors to paper or glitter to paper. My inner critics, then much louder than they are now, stilled my hands.
It took mighty effort to overcome those voices and put the brush to paper finally.
And when I did, I didn't like it much. Or the one after that either. I felt awkward and frustrated and impatient. I wanted to put the brush down on paper and be confident and create worlds that people would immediately oooh and ahhh over and make me a famous artist.
Now, I don't know (and haven't bothered to look), but I bet Picasso didn't start out painting Picasso's. I bet he started out trying to recreate something he saw elsewhere or maybe something in his head and had many stops and starts until he was able to get clear on what it was his soul wanted to express.
If I have one wish for you dear reader~or anyone that is a tentative artist~it is to impart the knowledge that you aren't an artist only when you create Picasso's. I wish for you to know what I have learned~being an artist is about making mistakes. Mistakes and trials and 'hey this might be cool' are your greatest teachers. You are an artist when you accidentally tear the paper, when you throw out your canvases, when you get frustrated and don't look at your paints for a month. You are an artist when you create the same thing over and over or use the same colors or paint simple flowers or smiley faces. You are an artist when all you do is cut pictures out of magazines or endless heart shapes or cover everything with glitter glue.
This is how you learn what your soul wants to express~every time you look at something and your heart says 'nah, not quite right', you are learning more and more about what it is you want and need to say. Your soul will always keep moving you on the right path, even when the path is unfamiliar and you don't ever remember wanting to draw people in charcoal or paint landscapes or make cards. And one day, you will hear your soul say 'oh yes'.
What does your soul need to say?
Friday, April 04, 2008
a wish for you
Posted by Brandi Reynolds at 9:28 AM
Labels: art, artist, soul speak
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7 comments:
My art is my Heart, It's the emotions that swirl and dance in my being. Sometimes some one likes it and buys it, some times they tell me they can find it cheaper at Wallmart. But my Heart is in every piece I make.
I have some sparkle glue..
I'll share it with you!
:)
I need to play a guitar, make something that might sound like music, or might not, but I will enjoy it. Just for me. Planning on going shopping this weekend or maybe next week. Dreamt about it again last night.
I think it says, slow-down...why go 100mph when U can't beat "time". See, that second is never coming back...forget it and enjoy that it had passed. This is never easy for many of us, trying to out-run the world never works.
Also, art is pleasure of being seen, without it, the desire of the unkown is taken away...
Thank you for this reminder!!!
If getting frustrated, and throwing out my canvases makes me an artist...then an artist I am!
This is so well said!
xoxo
Oh I am so happy I followed your breadcrumbs to your blog from Bohemian Mom's! I love this post, I especially appreciate your connecting with the process of art wasn't instantaneously perfect. I struggle with art all the time and am going to try and create a dream board (and invite others to do the same) and am scared because I'm always disappointed with results. Now I won't get so frustrated. Thank you!
you're awesome. i love this post. :-)
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