Loosen up your painting style

New class by Tara Leaver – check it out if you want to get more playful with your art. I’ve participated in another of her courses and keep returning for inspiration, as you have unlimited access once you buy it. The Charcoal class is on my list too!

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Let it go

I’ve been looking sideways at one of my paintings, trying to figure out how to finish it.

And now I’ve simply decided that it’s finished and that I need to move on to new things to get back in the flow of it all. The light is coming back, I’ll be able to take better pictures of my work, when I do the work, but also there’s all the other outdoors things to tend to, it’s not the time to fiddle.

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WIP Wednesday whoops (3)

Everything was glitchy yesterday, including me! But here we are a day late with a few backgrounds that I’m prepping for the new series. Click to the front page if you would like to see where the first painting is at the moment, or that side link to Instagram. Contrary to my previous post I decided to show the preliminary version after all, but I’m reserving the right to change it once the others are more complete. 😉
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When do you share?

It’s common in the art community to share half baked paintings among ourselves and celebrating a new one as soon as it’s done. Cheer each other on, and in the case of those who are already selling (or trying to) it’s important to always have a fresh feed on Instagram for instance. Show up regularly or be forgotten, just as it is with blogging.

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Mary Oliver: The Artist’s Task

Crossposting from my other blog today while I clear my work table for a new painting session.

Colour Cottage

“It is a silver morning like any other. I am at my desk. Then the phone rings, or someone raps at the door. I am deep in the machinery of my wits. Reluctantly I rise, I answer the phone or I open the door. And the thought which I had in hand, or almost in hand, is gone. Creative work needs solitude. It needs concentration, without interruptions. It needs the whole sky to fly in, and no eye watching until it comes to that certainty which it aspires to, but does not necessarily have at once. Privacy, then. A place apart — to pace, to chew pencils, to scribble and erase and scribble again.

But just as often, if not more often, the interruption comes not from another but from the self itself, or some other self within the self, that whistles and pounds upon the door panels and tosses…

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