Slowing Down Time

I realize that I haven't posted in a while. My day job has kept me plenty busy over the last couple of weeks. But that is only part of the reason why I haven't posted.

I realized this weekend that I'm doing my best to hold a space for painting the images I wrote about last time. It's almost like I'm afraid that if I put any energy into anything else art related, I'll whiz past the painting energy and it will be lost.

I have seen this kind of thing happen with writing projects. There is a point early in the idea phase where the urge to write is strong. I've learned how to sort of dam up that energy and not do things that will dilute it. I've found the energy gets diluted by too much note taking and research, and by talking about the idea. I can't blog about the idea, I have to write it directly.

I realized that not blogging about anything new and not blogging any more about the images were a way to dam up the energy until I have the time to return to the studio. It's my way to hold that idea, that image, and suspend it in time until I'm ready to address it.

My day job has me scheduled very tightly over the next few weeks and months, and then I have a gap where nothing is scheduled (yet). Do I really think it's going to be a long time until I make the space to paint? Part of the challenge is that I don't have the materials I want to make the image I see in my head. I'm concerned about diluting the energy by rendering it in another medium. Perhaps this is exactly where keeping an art journal would serve me well. I could sketch the images in any medium available, and record it for later, when I might return to it. Either way, I would capture what is on my mind while it is fresh. That sounds like a smarter strategy than trying to slow down time and dam up the energy until I gather my resources and take the time to paint.

I'm always surprised by the path of the journey. I suppose I'll read this entry in a few years and smile to myself about how much I have learned since this moment. How great that I'm keeping notes on my inner journey for later review.

Now, about that art journal...

Me, A Painter?

Ever since Santa Fe, I've had an image in my head that haunts me. Actually, it is two images, the same scene from two different points of view. And after days of denying it, I'm now sure that I need to capture this image in art. I see the finished products in my head as well. And they are PAINTED! But I'm not a painter. Sure, I can paint backgrounds for other artwork, but actually paint an image? I've never done it before with any level of success.

I realize that the only thing standing between me and my painter inner being is this limiting idea that I'm not a painter. So I embrace this challenge, and will honor this haunting image by capturing it to the best of my ability.

Is anyone else excited about the rubber stamp show in Mesa, Arizona next week? I love seeing what everyone has to offer, and spend a great deal of time at the Magenta booth drooling over the images. I was out of town for the show in March, so I'm especially excited because it has been a whole year!

I'm making slow progress on my Santa Fe trip photos on Flickr.