Art Critic

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I love art in all of it's many forms and I love to create it too. I think I've finally figured out how to ignore my inner critic that says it's not good enough and share my creations anyway.

I learned the hard way that it's best to do things sheerly for the love of doing them. I'm creating art because I feel driven to create and I'm sharing my creations with the hope that it will inspire other people to be able to do the same no matter what their inner Art critic may have to say.

Why is it that so many of us are so critical of ourselves?

It's time to turn off that voice in our heads that talks down to us. There is so much beauty in the world and the beauty is in the imperfections. Nobody is perfect in the sense that most of us think of the word. We are all works in progress and that is part of the reason why we are alive. To experience the process of creation in a myriad of ways.

We are imperfectly perfect, consistently inconsistent human beings who are here to express ourselves from our hearts. We are here to learn about love and connection in a seemingly disconnected environment. Art connects us across time and space, just like dance which is a movement art, there are no boundaries or language barriers, its pure perception, creation and expression.  Free yourself from that voice that has been hindering you and create whatever it is that your heart desires.

Do it for the love of it, do it for yourself and you may learn to love yourself more in the process. You are beautiful and unique, there is no one else out there like you. So celebrate your gifts however they may express themselves through you and share them with the world.

What's Up?

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"...I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed, just to get it all out what's in my head and I'm feeling a little peculiar... and so I wake in the morning and I step outside and I take a deep breath and I get real high and I scream at the top of my lungs, What's going on?" These lyrics from a 4 Non Blondes song keep rolling through my head. In fact, I even attempted to learn how to play it on the guitar and recorded my somewhat sad attempt on video. What is going on with me? I haven't written any blog posts here for awhile so I figured it was due time. As soon as I finish this post I am going to work some more on my book about sailing across the Atlantic as a way to escape my current emotional state.

As the full brunt of the Moon is waxing into a gibbous state I sense the pressure easing a bit in my skull. The water that makes up most of this body sure has had a lot of pull over my internal state of affairs as of recently. As you can possibly tell by my most recent watercolor painting (which I like best after being modified with the #prisma app). The way I was feeling came out through the brush in a mix of colorful streaks. Feeling the weight of the concrete jungle world entangled with the subtle energies of the earth with all it's inhabitants twisted with my perception in time. What is this feeling I'm lacking the talent to shake? Obscured by the clouds of my own insecurity the walls of doubt are inviting me in. What's going on?

It's springtime and the sun has been shining, except for today, today it rained, it rained so hard I thought the sky was falling. It doesn't rain that hard that often here in the northwest, usually it rains a lot but oh so gently for a long period of time. Today it just dumped down all at once. The raging rivers in the gutters created forceful waterfalls shooting out the spouts as I watched out the window during the thick of it. Thankful at the time to be indoors in a safe, warm house, able to watch the torrent from up high. I stayed in bed for a long time today and if it weren't for a call asking for a ride home from school I may not have even left the house at all.

I have so much going on inside this amazing house where I get to live. I spent most of the morning making videos to upload to my newly approved for monetization youtube channel. Finally maybe I can bring some income in from my creative love of being a shutterbug constantly capturing life in action around me. I have so many ideas and I have the time to implement them too. I'm taking steps, some small some big, some may not get me anywhere but I'm full of hope for potentials. Yet there's something nagging at me. Something beneath the surface that I can't quite put my finger on. This life, these dreams I have while I'm awake and the dreams I have at night, the vivid pictures spinning around, the shots of Deja vu that sting me with wonderment of the meaning of it all. It's got to give, this life I live, I need a reason for all this energy, for all these ideas, for all the love I feel that I want to share but feel is already misunderstood. The urge for the collective of humanity to wake up and smell the freedom right inside our own noses. 

It stinks, I know, I smell it too and I just know there must be something I can do. But what?

Birdbrain

What? The definition of "birdbrain" is a stupid person? That's kinda offensive. I just have this bird on my brain. It's a laughing Kookaburra, a member of the Kingfisher family that lives in Australia. Searching for a subject to paint I asked a special someone for an idea and it led me to this. The watercolor painting is not finished yet but I had just downloaded a couple new app's and had to test them out. This one is a picture I took of the painting that was modified with Prisma. Super fast it turned into another cool artistic version of this bird. I saved multiple modifications made within the app and this is one of my favorites. I am consistently amazed at the things people come up with and how fast technology is progressing. There's an app for just about everything these days. And I'm trying to keep up with the trends now that I'm back in the artistic version of myself. I am hoping to mesh my art with technology to improve my skills and share my work. I love all the possibilities for artistic creations.

Speaking of which I have a great idea for a series called, "Painting with Joy" that I'm working on. Actually Bob Ross is one of my Hero's and I still watch his "Joy of Painting" videos on YouTube. He taught me a lot about painting and some great techniques but most importantly that attitude is everything, "There are no mistakes, only happy accidents". I'd like to share my version of that philosophy in this series that I'm envisioning in my mind. He was an extremely talented artist and I only hope that my skills are acceptable in comparison. I am a bit camera shy but I've started to practice recording myself. The editing process will take time and then I just have to gather up the courage to upload and share what I have created. It's on my long list of stuff to do and the first step is being taken right now. The fact that this idea is written right here and will be published shortly means I have to do it because I just said I am going to. Thank you for reading this and I hope you enjoy what I have to share. It's just another step in my goal of meshing art with technology even though sometimes I feel like a Birdbrain in the process.