It is fun, isn't it, @createheart! I'm so glad you're discovering the joy of art. Thank you for commenting. It's funny, but I didn't realize this post was here in my gallery. It's also on my blog and I guess I'm still learning how to use this website! LOL! I'll catch on eventually!
Thanks for sharing your story. I agree that we have many landing places in our lives. I have always drawn and wanted to paint but was afraid to fail. Thanks to Cinnamon I overcame my fear and here I am working on the quests. And you know what? It is fun! I feel like a kid again discovering new things every day. I did not think that was possible at age 67, but it is.
I am also enjoying all the new friends I am making at this point in life. It's great!
I've been very interested in Art as Landing Place, or really, any landing place that people discover after a life altering experience; illness, injury, loss. For me, the Landing Place was Art in the seventh year of Lyme Disease treatment. After a lifetime of believing that art was something other people did, I bought the primary colors in Alcohol Inks and did something very different from what was my usual practice: I USED them. My drawers and cabinets were full of various paints, pens, pencils, sketch pads, pallets, and more.... When on an artist date, where did I go? I took myself to Michaels and lovingly photographed rows of markers and the beautiful array of paint brushes. Still, art was not for me.
Last June, I sat at my table with three bottles of ink, a felt pad for dabbing, and a blank 12x12" tile. I had no idea what to do or how to do it, but I started anyway. Apparently Alcohol Ink is a gateway medium! There were so many artistic discoveries to be made along the way and nothing seemed wasted, as long as it taught me something - and everything has the potential to teach us something, so it was a very fruitful experience because I made LOTS of mistakes and washed away many designs just to recoup the tile and start something new.
Here I am, about 16 months later, beginning an acrylics #BigArtQuest with Cinnamon Cooney on YouTube. It's all new for me, but it feels inviting and comforting to have this quest in my life. Maybe this is a new Landing Place. Maybe we have many landing places throughout our lives. Maybe I just never noticed before. First We Spin , then we land, right? Lyme Disease probably caused the biggest spinout of my life, but this recent move from PA all the way to south GA was doozy. Art, once more, is providing me a soft place to land.
How about you? What is your landing place? Is it ART, or something else?
It is fun, isn't it, @createheart! I'm so glad you're discovering the joy of art. Thank you for commenting. It's funny, but I didn't realize this post was here in my gallery. It's also on my blog and I guess I'm still learning how to use this website! LOL! I'll catch on eventually!
Thanks for sharing your story. I agree that we have many landing places in our lives. I have always drawn and wanted to paint but was afraid to fail. Thanks to Cinnamon I overcame my fear and here I am working on the quests. And you know what? It is fun! I feel like a kid again discovering new things every day. I did not think that was possible at age 67, but it is.
I am also enjoying all the new friends I am making at this point in life. It's great!
I've been very interested in Art as Landing Place, or really, any landing place that people discover after a life altering experience; illness, injury, loss. For me, the Landing Place was Art in the seventh year of Lyme Disease treatment. After a lifetime of believing that art was something other people did, I bought the primary colors in Alcohol Inks and did something very different from what was my usual practice: I USED them. My drawers and cabinets were full of various paints, pens, pencils, sketch pads, pallets, and more.... When on an artist date, where did I go? I took myself to Michaels and lovingly photographed rows of markers and the beautiful array of paint brushes. Still, art was not for me.
Last June, I sat at my table with three bottles of ink, a felt pad for dabbing, and a blank 12x12" tile. I had no idea what to do or how to do it, but I started anyway. Apparently Alcohol Ink is a gateway medium! There were so many artistic discoveries to be made along the way and nothing seemed wasted, as long as it taught me something - and everything has the potential to teach us something, so it was a very fruitful experience because I made LOTS of mistakes and washed away many designs just to recoup the tile and start something new.
Here I am, about 16 months later, beginning an acrylics #BigArtQuest with Cinnamon Cooney on YouTube. It's all new for me, but it feels inviting and comforting to have this quest in my life. Maybe this is a new Landing Place. Maybe we have many landing places throughout our lives. Maybe I just never noticed before. First We Spin , then we land, right? Lyme Disease probably caused the biggest spinout of my life, but this recent move from PA all the way to south GA was doozy. Art, once more, is providing me a soft place to land.
How about you? What is your landing place? Is it ART, or something else?