Being in the Moment

I’ll admit, it takes a while to be able to sit down at a blank page and just create in the moment.  I’m not talking about planning out what you’re going to do, but rather opening your journal to a blank page and grabbing the first color that jumps out at you and scribbling or squirting it on the page and BAM! you’re off!

This last week was a bit hectic, not so much because I was running all over the place, but because it’s Fall and it’s dark, and immune systems are suppressed, and oh yeah – I still work 40 hours a week at a real job before I can head to the studio.  Additionally, my friend Barbara Kennedy and I launched a Beach Retreat weekend which offers 4 amazing classes in wire wrapping, wire weaving, and beading.  You can read about that here if you want.

So I kept meaning to get into the studio all week, I’d walk out there and sigh, but I didn’t actually get out there to relax until Friday night.  And when I did finally get out to my desk and I looked at the page, I didn’t think at all (why think?  I had been doing more than my share of that all week!).  I went for it!

First I started glueing down the insides of a bill I had received earlier that week – the security envelope the bill came in had a super cool pattern I had never seen before in a bill and I saved it.  So I ripped and tore strips and stuck them down with Matte Medium and after about the 5th strip, I noticed to my dismay that the ink was running – so the cool black and white pattern was quickly becoming grey and turning the page grey with it.  Ick!  Not what I had in mind!  So I grabbed a tube of paint – teal! and put a few dots on the page and dry brushed the teal around.  That’s better!  Nice and bright!  I reached for one of my rubber stamps with a swirl pattern.  I wonder what will happen if I put paint on just one side and stamp with it, I thought?  Using Zinc White, I put the swirls around all the sides.  Hmmm, that looks okay, but not exactly what I was going for – too subtile.  So I grabbed a stencil I’ve been waiting to use and some red Dylusions ink spray and squirted it. Ahhhh contrast and vivid color.  I cut out a beautiful yellow flower and glued it up top – no idea why, it wanted to be there.  I cut out a face, intending originally to collage around it, and glued that down.  I added red on the sides with an oil pastel.  I sat back in my chair.

Is it finished?  What else does it need?  I love how the numbers are floating out of her head looking as though they’re being absorbed by the serene yellow flower above – yellow is my favorite color.  I think it’s done, I mutter.  Showed it to my daughter, Miranda and said the same thing, to which she wisely commented, “then it is done!”  And I thought – YES!  It is done.

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Before I left the studio Friday night, I glued down a piece of pattered pager and some text on another page.  I just really liked this piece of paper, I didn’t think anything more about it than that.  And last night I felt there should be a face on the page and so I drew it.  I’m still practicing 3/4 view and I am happy to say that I got the nose almost right and the right eye almost right…LOL….but when I finished, I thought – my goodness, I am really into red and blue, because here’s what transpired and I swear it was without any thought:

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This piece was sketched out with a blue stabilo all pencil, activated, and then I shaded with my prismacolor pencils, added the white accents on the eyes with water-based Sharpie paint pen and also added a touch of zinc white to her face, which i rubbed off to reveal her rosy cheeks.  The flowers around here are some old dye cuts I have been hoarding and the quote is from a discarded tea bag – I save all of the ones that I like.

I think it’s pretty interesting that I stuck within the same color palette on both pages and did so without thinking.  I’ll have to meditate upon what blue and red mean to me.  I remember when I was in the 3rd grade, I had a dress that I loved which had been gifted to me by my Aunt after a trip she made to France.  It had tiny stripes of red and blue – and it made my eyes hurt to stare at it – I remember thinking that the lines vibrated.  I also remember being very puzzled why it worked that way.  That’s the only thing that ever pops into my mind when I think of red and blue together aside from color theory discourse about using complements and primary colors.

I definitely think in the first piece I was releasing all of the pent up thoughts in my head so I could enter into my sacred art space.  Give being in the moment a try – I’m positive with practice you’re bound to have a serendipitous result like me!

P.S.  I’ve been taking all of my favorite odd containers into the studio that I have held onto but never use and putting them to use finally!  This cup was from my childhood – unfortunately the plate broke back then.  It was my favorite.  It features Little Miss Muffet.

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Finally….A studio!

Yesterday, I worked for the first time ever in my new studio! It’s not quite finished, but it’s finished enough to move in and start creating! For the last 4 years I have had several stations throughout my house for each of my on going creative pursuits – beading and wire weaving, mixed media art and art journaling, and sewing. I’ve made progress here and there, sometimes great progress, but I continually felt fragmented. I couldn’t easily switch from one thing to another…..but now, I can. And guess what – all the tables and desks fit and there are plenty of plugs too for lots of light (another thing that I have struggled to rectify). So I know it looks a little plain, but give it time. I’ll be posting more regularly now, I’m sure.

My first piece of work featured a quote I came across yesterday morning in the book I am currently reading called “The Motivation Manifesto” by Brendon Burchard. It so perfectly encapsulated my feelings about this point in my life and in my hopes for my studio:

Through the active expression of our genuine nature, and the steady efforts to master our minds and move our lives forward, we can finally, after all this time, experience the freedom and joy we deserve in life

I’ve worked long and hard for this. I’m ready for freedom and joy bigger and brighter that my mind and heart have ever imagined. I can’t wait to share it all with you!