Saturday, June 18, 2011

A Day In A Painter's Life

Saturday, June 18, 2011
This is how it sometimes happens . . .



Just as you're fully intending to spend the day painting something based on this....



up pops THIS! The dreaded inner meanie . . . the demon robbing me of my creative bliss. My gremlin.



My beginning strokes on canvas were so horrid!
(Wait! Is this only my gremlin speaking?)
Well, I won't dare show you THAT!



In quiet desperation, I literally fell to my knees, spreading all my supplies in a large circle around me. I began spreading paints on a large sheet of watercolor - still the gremlin growled.



So onto the smaller palette of my art journal, where I let him speak to me.



Sometimes it's the only thing you can do - just let him have his say.



A guy just needs a little space - to know I'm listening.....



Only then will he be silenced . . .



and I can begin again.


















5 comments:

Michelle LaPoint Rydell said...

love it!

Margie said...

What an interesting, interesting post! Loved it!

Clairity said...

Mmmmmmn.
Very. Yes.

Sheri Ponzi said...

Tracie --

Thank you for sharing your journey here. I just discovered you through Shiloh's website. I am in the midst of taking the Leading a Legendary Life course as well. I can *so* relate to what I've read of your experience. I love that you gave your gremlin a space in your art journal!

I am also blogging my painting journey and I would love to share it with you: http://www.paintingherselfintobeing.wordpress.com

Many blessings on your journey! Your work is beautiful!

Warmly,
Sheri Ponzi

hurdle gully said...

Tracie, I am so pleased I stumbled upon this post via your Surrender post. I can totally relate to both. But considering thursday's phone chat & how one of the ladies suggested I paint my Gremlin due to my on-going issue with perfectionism, this post holds much more weight with me now. Thankyou for relaying your experience for us.