You really can't plan this stuff, "intuitive painting", that is.
That's kind of the point. To be in the present moment, unplanned....
but always listening . . . listening to what wants to happen next on the canvas or paper. Letting go . . . summoning creative abandon. Enjoying the process, free from worries about the end result.
It's really cool when I can drop down into that "zone" - which is definitely not all the time for me. I breathe through it, slow WAY down, try not to analyze. (Which doesn't come easy for a girl who's a bit of a science geek. Sigh. But it is happening more often.)
I'm beyond fortunate to be part of an online growing tribe of painters, one founded by Connie Hozvicka. We remind each other how to do this stuff. We remind each other why we do this stuff. This circle of amazing women artists is another thing I couldn't have planned. It spontaneously grew out of our conversations and shared experiences in Connie's classes.
In 20 days, I'll be meeting a dozen of these women in real life. We are gathering to paint, hike and do yoga in the shadow of the Red Rocks of Sedona, Arizona. This creative sisterhood of women is traveling from (literally) around the world! Such is the magic of the internet . . . I can hardly wait!!
Until then, I continue painting everything I can get my hands on . . .
Spreading out my art supplies in my little home studio and my big ole warehouse studio too.
I'll keep "cleaning my brushes and palettes" off on my art journals, prepping backgrounds for writing I'll do some day . . . cause for now, I've got another canvas on the easel.