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Tuesday, June 3, 2014

The Art of Living

It was something I'd been wanting to try for about five years. I thought, though, that I needed a class. I thought that I wasn't "artistic".  I thought I'd mess up. I thought I'd look the fool. I thought, well, as you can see, of a lot of reasons NOT to do it. But, a couple of weeks ago, I finally thought "why not".  If I mess up, I reminded myself, the only person that would know about it would be me. So, I did it.

I got a canvas that was lying around in the basement. I looked through a cabinet or two in the basement and found some acrylic paints and a couple of paint brushes.  I went on line and found a quote I liked: "Bloom where you are planted."  And, so, I did.  I made my first ever mixed-media collage.  I didn't judge as I was going and I just let "the girls in the basement", as Jennifer Crusie calls her unconscious mind, take over.  Well, not Jennifer's basement girls, but mine.  And it was a BLAST.  I've not felt that sense of flow for a while.  And, when I was done, I was sort of in love with what I'd made.

Since then, I've made two others, one a planned piece for my son and the other just a free-wheeling free for all that came about after my first attempt at making a photo transfer onto canvas messed up.  I also boldly posted photos of my creations on my Facebook page for all the world (well, at least my few friends and relatives that actually look at my wall) to see.  And it was very freeing. And fun.   I highly recommend it.  Or, if making a collage doesn't float your boat, I recommend doing whatever it is that you keep finding reasons not to do. You only get one life.  Make it a good one.