More than one

Most artist know this but it is a good reminder to myself. The more projects I have in front of me, the better I work. Especially when it come to working with art the old fashioned way. In working with watercolors this is very important. You need to distance yourself from it and in doing so, you get perspective which makes your art better. As well, stop while you are ahead and feeling good about where you left off. It will be easier to go back to.

Wanderlust

Some kind of cathartic moment occurred while driving down the road. I love mornings, they hold such promise. An airstream trailer, a camper with graphics of Montana. The thought of a nephew at Yellowstone. Things didn't go my way this morning, but the drive made me think, think of things I want to do see, feel, experience. The list is long and yet not. The heart grows weary of the length of the list. I think about all the things I thought about doing while employed. Maybe someday they will be my reality.
The stuff of an artist is around passion, passion courses through my bones like an old lost friend I have re-united with. 

Inspiration

I have a place I like to go in a neighborhood where I used to live. It is where I go to ride my bike by the water and rekindle my creative self. Either before or after riding, I go to the shops in the old downtown area. One store in particular is for artist. NW Art and Framing fills me such that I must go home and do something creative. I become very, very inspired and have to leave before I explode! It maketh me hurt!
Yes is in in fact an artist date. These times are very important for artists of any type. They remind you of what you need to do, get busy!

Nature

Nature has a profound impact on me that is very positive. When the sun finally arrives, its warmth wraps around me like a blanket and I love it. I love flowers. Is there anybody that can't appreciate the beauty of a flower? I suppose there is, but they may not have been introduced to it. While flowers behind glass at a florist shop are wonderful, I love finding wild flowers and stealing them from nature. There is some magic that happens to me. I feel euphoric and like a happy little kid again. Once when I was young I pulled a wild green onion out of the ground and smelled its pungent smell. I thought this was the most marvelous thing in the world.

I have said it many times and will save it again. Never underestimate the power of nature.

What am I doing?

Emotions run high. Is it the moon? Could it be full? Big sky, I miss big open skies sometimes. A drive in the evening before the sun goes down helps. I tire of computers and yet I love them.  I think of my future, realizing my lack of clarity isn't good. Letting the soul break open is good sometimes. Through it, I will listen to the self and let it speak. Yes, I will listen. I really don't even know who I am any more. Working on my web site and looking at pictures has done something to me. Maybe I really am a photographer. I must seize the day. Night calls for rest so that we may begin anew.

On-line store

I haven't the slightest idea whether this idea to have an on-line store will work or not, but something certainly feels right about it. They have made the process easy and I appreciate that. I know there is much, much, more work to be done, but I want people to have beauty in their lives!

Painting with watercolor

Presently, I am taking a watercolor class at Highline Community College. I REALLY love it. The people in the class are a bit older and I like their approach. It's different than having class with younger people in that they are actually doing what they are supposed to be doing. I LIKE THAT! It frees me up to dig right in. I have taken an approach that is more freeing! I try to complete a piece in the time allotted for the class. The less the head gets involved, the better my painting is.