When I paint there seems to be only a tiny part of me that knows what I am doing. Some quiet spark that I am barely aware of dancing in the back of my mind, in my gut, in the corner of my eye. It is very certain about what it wants, very confident that if I follow its instructions there will be some worthwhile outcome. The rest of me isn't so sure. A big splash of red there? Really? Well, okay.
There are numerous reasons why I started painting but I keep painting because I want to know that part of me better. I hope that by doing so I will learn to recognize it, listen to it and trust it in other areas of my life.
I know the feeling of which you speak. The zone. The magic place. Subconscious me - I love it. (nice painting too!)
ReplyDeleteThis is such a beautiful painting - you have a very unique style, just lovely!
ReplyDeleteThank you!
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