Light and Air - Acrylic on 8" x 10" canvas, 2010.
Well folks, I'm officially out of my rut. It was a short one, but rut-tastic nonetheless. I've got to thank Kendra Zvonik of http://teamzvonik.etsy.com for a two hour long conversation we had not too long ago that blasted me out of a lot of painterly angst and redirected that energy into WORK instead of spinning in my own circles mentally. I have a tendency towards getting a little depressed sometimes which seriously ends up shooting me in the foot. Well, no kidding, depression isn't very helpful, I think we all know that. But it feeds itself with very little effort on my part. For whatever reason, I stop painting, I stop motion, get depressed, feel like I'm losing interest online (which I am - if you don't keep putting yourself out there you will disappear into the huge pool of swirling, creative momentum and fade into online obscurity). That feeds depression and doubt which makes me feel like I CAN'T paint even if I wanted to.
SLAP - I should have a hand mounted on a plaque like those singing fish only if you press a button and stand in front of it, it will slap you across the face and yell "Snap out of it!". Because what I did after I talked to Kendra was couch all of the poor me feelings and focus on the goal like a rhino charging forward. (If you haven't, you've got to read Rhinoceros Success if you need a little boost of forward charging energy - http://www.amazon.com/Rhinoceros-Success-Scott-Alexander/dp/0937382000). Forget hits and tweets and Etsy and blogger and hearts and treasuries and all of the other things that didn't even exist in my world ten years ago and focus on what was always here - ART. So I've been very productive, devoting most of my day to making art and the rest of the time promoting it and already I'm feeling like things are picking up. I'm really excited about my stamps (which has it's own blog now, see sidebar for the link) and I'm talking with a photographer about a collaboration so win win! And painting is fueling me with joy and delight. I learn the same lesson each and every time I have a roadbump. The answer is keep painting. Always. That simple.
Up and up I go. But next time I happen to dip down, I'd really like one of those slap me automatic hand plaques.