And so…I had another day of testing myself. And this time, I painted the entire painting with various palette knives, oil paints and impasto (to increase the flow and movement of my paints). The exercise did wonders for letting me free myself from being perfect, which I never am, but strive to be! And, the activity allowed me to see the entire picture constantly, rather than getting stuck on one detail. Plus, I believe there is a consistency with this painting that I really like.
Another thought, related to this painting process: I wonder if there will ever be a time that I don’t question my actions. Is this a “normal” attribute of an artist? Or, is this questioning myself something that really is self-inflicted and I seem to be using this course of action to push myself to get out of my own way?
Darn, I am not going to find the answer to this question tonight, or probably any time soon. But, the ying and the yang of this situation is: I like the angst because it makes me try to resolve what is driving me crazy, while the answers sometimes bring a smile, they don’t always. So, the torture continues…until I leave the studio for a break, return to the studio and suddenly see the blatant problem starring me in the face.
And, you ask: “Are you really having fun???
And, I answer: “Ridiculously, I must answer yes!” ... Oh My!