I finished my painting. Well I told you that in my last post. It was the most fun I've have in painting in years and I want to it again. I don't know why. Maybe it was the story. Maybe it was that there was a story. Maybe it's because in looking at the painting I can make up stories about how the ducks got be in the middle of the ocean.
In this case, the ducks are lost at see with no idea how they got there. Kind of like me. My entire life feels thatway right now. My art for instance has been a year and a half long struggle getting back my skill. And in that time i lost the joy. But I have it back. In my story, rather than worrying or being afraid, my rubber ducks are having a great time bouncing on ocean waves, feeling the salty water splash into them. It's a party.
All of my life I have been drawing and painting without seeing the story. Except for the storybooks I wrote. Now I want to know the story. So now I understand at the age of 75 that there is more to the art than the images. There is a story to tell and even if it's only in my head it needs to be told.
The video is up. I rushed it a bit but I shared the process and the fun. I will take more time with the next video. Click HERE to see it.
I'm starting simply, with easy whimsical stories and maybe I'll get more detailed later or maybe I'll just keep the stories simple. I just don't know yet. I even bought a watercolor journal so I can do compostions to my projects. I never actually do well with art journals but I wanted to try again.

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