Can I talk to myself?
Learning new stuff all the time easily can move from exciting, and an adventure, to a brain freeze and emotional instability, with the hope it is not irreparable and that someday the new will integrate into the old and the expansiveness will at least be beneficial to one person, namely me. Breath.
I do not know if I will ever get a (brush, or pen) handle, on line and form, value and in my case, intensity. I'm not even sure I can say I enjoy this point of the process of discovery. I feel like I went down the rabbit hole.
Oh yeah, the stuff I'm working on is exciting and all, but this week I had an experience of fearing the blank paper! Were did the expectations pop into my consciousness? I've got plenty of paper, paint and time. I think it is all about stretching beyond a comfort zone. Or empathy training.
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