Showing posts with label creativity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label creativity. Show all posts
Friday, August 9, 2013
Let nature do its thing
I've changed the background color and added the tattoo and dialed in some other details. I've changed my thought process on this a bit. He was going to be tattooing and he still could've but I'm going to add some keys hanging from the tree to kind of go along with the subject of the tattoo. This wasn't the original tattoo I was intending to paint on but found this one and just had a little revelation as to the woodpecker could look like he was unlocking or picking the lock.
Ever evolving art. This happens with almost every piece in one way or another.
On a side note or kind of an update. I'm depressed.
I'd like to be here all happy, silly, sexed up and nude, but instead I'm depressed and I've been fighting this feeling of...." I can't feel this way" A sort of denial, I guess. But it is real and self destructive and I can't stop it. I feel heavy and tired and numb and just feel like each day that I'm lost. I've unfortunately been here before. This time it's been here for a while and I just didn't want to see it and have to face the facts that I'm here again.
I can put on the happy face and pretty much no one knows. I do that well. These last couple years have been intense for me. Maybe someone else could breeze through it unscathed, but it has taken me down to a low point. I think the worst part is that I "thought" I had come to a peaceful place within myself and was proud that I found that. Then the last year and a half happened and now I am treading water hoping I can grasp something to pull me out of this hole.
Labels:
art,
art in progress,
being human,
creativity,
depression,
grief,
ideas,
oil painting,
raw,
woodpecker tattooing
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Right Brain Freak.
Artsy fartsy right brained person would describe the very being of me. I have always leaned towards art to satisfy me, because I know that's the one thing I know I'm good at. I don't make art a major part of my life, like maybe I should. Sometimes I wonder if it's just a waste of time or worth the effort. I would like to of course make money doing art, but I don't have the proper education or much experience for the art world. I am intimidated by the whole thought and would like to find the right venue for me. My oil paintings bring me a sense of satisfaction. I do want to expand my subject matter even more, but something holds me back even with that.
I love being around people, especially those that stimulate my mind and soul, be it through art or some kind of sensuality. I think they many times goes hand and hand. I fantasize quite a bit, and sometimes have a hard time separating it from reality. I am happiest when I'm sexual and when I'm surrounded with creativity.
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