She painted ’til her crazy ….
Hope you found a way to manage your crazy today. 😉
What a great weekend at the Ringling College of Art and Design – growing, taking risks, breaking rules, making mistakes, and having fun! Hope yours was infused with some creativity, too. 🙂
What makes you happy, creatively?
But colors and shapes have always caught my eye, too …. like whispers of fun, kaleidoscopes of color catch my attention, draw me in, make me smile.
So I guess it shouldn’t have come as any surprise when I began dabbling creatively with ink, paint, crayons, color pencils, and bits of fabric. I suppose it was a natural progression, a matter of time… when my yearning for all things colorful would collide with my fondness for words.
I’m not really sure why I’m writing about this today… maybe just because it IS part of my process. Whenever my husband and I talk about my latest creative projects, he asks, “Does it make you happy?” (already knowing the answer)
“That’s all that matters,” he says with a big smile and a warm heart. Thank you, dear husband.
I often think of Grandma Moses, whose artistic endeavors began at 78, after spending a lifetime caring for family and farm. It seems (I didn’t know this until today) that she disliked knitting and sewing, traditional crafts for women of the time, but began making needlework pictures and quilts that depicted her farm life. When arthritis made the task impossible, she took up painting at the suggestion of others.
An artist was born.
While I’m certainly no Grandma Moses and she was a tad more seasoned than me when she began, I do feel a kinship to a woman who discovered her creative passion in a chapter highlighted by life experience and frequent contemplation.