So Alive! My Works in Progress are keeping me busy.
The love/heart…for more Charlie Whiskey pieces.
The rocket ship…well, that is another story.
On September 16, 2013, Small Print Toronto will be holding a benefit at The Gladstone, titled Storybook Confidential and I am donating a piece of art to the cause. Yup, a RocketShip!
So, please check it out for: lively literary locals, art, and indie music! I know I’ll be there!
That is what I made at my yard sale today…$1.50. Yes, it was a long weekend. No, I didn’t wrap the adjoining neighbourhoods in signage. Yes, I started early. No, I wasn’t selling hot ticket items (apparently). Yes, it was pretty pitiful. Yup.
But, I met a couple of new neighbours, I got in some sketchbook and painting time, and I hung out with my bff for a while. I’d say that was quality time…even if I didn’t make enough to buy more art supplies (sigh).
There is often a moment in learning something new when you are inclined to run back into your comfort zone and say; ‘I’m fine here, thx, go ahead without me.’ This is often pared with a nauseous feeling of dread. Alas, if we stayed in that comfort zone, we would not evolve; not as people or artists.
Today, I took my second workshop of the week. Yup, I’m in studious mode! It was a watercolour class that focused on creating glowing-like lights. Since light is so key to so much of what I do, this seemed a good workshop to take. And although I have been playing with my watercolours a lot lately, I was still tripped up with the fear of …’Oh god! I’m going to frak it up and I haven’t even dipped my brush yet!’ So, I breathed, relaxed, and thought; ‘frak it…just play!’ Basically, I reminded myself of my own advice…which, btw, totally worked.
The instructor was pleasant and informative. The group was small and focused. The atmosphere was ideal. I left learning a few tricks (mad skills in the works), remembering how awful quality watercolour paper smells (wet farm dog-ish) but is worth it, and that you should trust your instincts. If you think you should stop; stop.
As for painting my rocket-ships; don’t see that stoping anytime soon.