Having devoted the earlier months of this year to finishing my novel, I have neglected painting and sorely miss it.
So, I’m treating myself to a week with Ann K Lindsay and catching up with art friends at a cozy B&B in New England. This is like ‘old home’ week for me, since it’s my eighth such trip. Add together home-cooked meals, a homey atmosphere and all-day painting and it feels like pure pampering to my soul.
Ann is an intuitive instructor. And what I love about intuitive art, the art of creating what is wholly your own in a process that leaves behind the opinions of others, is that you express what is uniquely you. You begin to recognize in your own creations, who you are and what matters to you. And that strengthens.
This involves a rocky crossing, one that moves you through fear and self-criticism to that place of intuitive freshness on the other side. But because you show up and keep moving, you eventually arrive. You have created. And as time goes by, you begin to notice that what you have learned in making art touches every aspect of your life.
Friday, August 15, 2008
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For the Love of It...
...the sage sees heaven reflected in Nature as in a mirror, and he pursues this Art, not for the sake of gold or silver, but for the love of the knowledge which it reveals.
Sendivogius (1750)
Sendivogius (1750)
What a beautiful painting! You are so talented! One day I would love to make time to write and paint and do the things you do. You are so inspiring!
ReplyDeleteHello indigo-daisy! Its so good to hear from you. Your comments are always so warming.
ReplyDeleteI only learned to make time for my creativity in recent years. It gives me far more than I every expected in return. In fact, one of the things I was determined to do before leaving for New England--clear off my art table so it will welcome me when I get back.
Time and space--true gifts only we can give to ourselves.