Because of my job and the fact that I live in the Midwest, I have the occasional snow or cold day. This week, I’ve had three of them. I find that I have been able to get a bit of artwork in. When I have a long cold day and nothing else that has to get done, I’m relaxed and can focus. It’s nice to have this time and I will have to make them up in June so I may as well appreciate it! 😀
I spent the month of December doing a watercolor each day. I learned a lot about myself during that time. I've learned that has become increasingly difficult to take time to do my art. I'm not sure if it's because I'm not taking a class or if the pressures of teaching are taking over or if I'm watching too much tv. I'm not sure. I will say that somethings have helped. Posting my work on Instagram helps. I also wrote my own prompt sketchbook. I labeled every page of my new sketchbook with a thing to draw or paint and did a page a day. I did good at that during most of January. I even ordered business cards, postcards and stickers with some of my work. Now I have to figure out who to send these to. I guess I feel a little lost at what to work on next with my art. Do you ever feel that way?
I have a totally different day job. I teach first graders. I've been teaching for a long time. I know how kids act and I know what to do to teach them. I know my strengths and my weaknesses. Art is so different than teaching in some ways. In doing artwork, I feel so vulnerable. As if I have painted my heart and soul into something. I have to push myself to share my work sometimes. After I've painted or gone through a process with a piece, I am so happy with the piece but there is always something about the piece that I can't get quite right. Each time I do a drawing or a painting, I figure out different things that I hadn't even thought of before. Sometimes, I will complete a piece and not be satisfied with it. I have to hang on to it until I can go back and figure out what I need to do to rework the piece. It is truly a way to go and stretch yourself.
Watercolor wasn't my favorite. I couldn't control it. It was too wet or too dry or not the right color. It's taken awhile but I finally like watercolor. In the midst of a crazy week at school, I have found that I am craving getting that brush in my hand at the end of the day. My brain doesn't get to rest from the day but a different side of my brain clicks in. I can hear my inside voice trying to make sense of my work. I think my left brain is trying to verbalize what my right brain is already doing. Is the paint the right shade? Do I need more shadow? What if I try a little white? It's so fun! And in a short time I have a little watercolor doodle. Check them out on Instagram at cb4drawing