I waffled all weekend over this painting. To avoid starting it, I went camping and watched a foreign film (can't work if I'm reading subtitles) and took a nap. The challenge was to create a contemporary self portrait.
I'm not sure if this fits the description but it fits me. I used colours and imagery from Picasso's Diary. This is titled "Whoever I Want to Be", and I suppose it's a painting of me painting myself. Heh.
There are many people who believe that you can change your thought patterns if you are persistent enough. They say that if you subconsciously talk down about yourself, you can change it by replacing these thoughts with positive ones.
In this case, I am trying to instill a greater sense of self-worth and success. If I can believe that I am doing the right thing, that I can do whatever I want, that I can be who I want to be and that I deserve it just as much as everyone else, then maybe one day it will happen!
It's never enough just to dream big, but it's got to be the first step. Somehow, I don't think you can just become great without first believing in yourself.
Here's a drawing I did last night to donate to the Papergirl in Vancouver this year! They need art that they can roll up, so I used pencil crayon instead of watercolour this time.
Volunteers on bicycles collect artwork and deliver it to random strangers along their super secret cycle route! It sounds so fun. So if you like doodling, donate some art! If you're in Vancouver, go check out the exhibition and then try to score some free art while you're out there :3
I'm also sending this 8x10" print of Gift. It seems appropriate, don't you think?
Here is a small painting I did today to help deal with recent feelings.
The feeling you get after years of wishing which eventually turned into months of doing which eventually turned into seven days of happiness mixed with the terror of not knowing if it was all worth it.
The feeling after that when the rug is pulled out from under my feet, the last thing I'd expect to happen in such a safe place. When that safe place is suddenly no longer safe. When I am suddenly surrounded by strangers who, for all I know, may not be as nice as I give them credit for.
The feeling that maybe I shouldn't leave my apartment door unlocked when we're home. Or maybe we shouldn't leave our balcony door open when I'm in the kitchen. The feeling that maybe I shouldn't be going anywhere on my own. The feeling that when I walk down to my car, there will be someone already there waiting in the back seat.
The feeling that something is about to swoop in silently, pointlessly to chew away at my carefully placed threads. To destroy all of my hard work.
And I hope enough time passes uneventfully, and I hope one day I might be able to take life less seriously ... to be able to handle stress like a normal person.
I have to say, painting cross-stitch is more fun than actually cross-stitching. Ha!
Today I have listed all of the recent mini paintings in my etsy shop :)
Last night I made a new set of little dragonfly mini paintings!
I've already started collecting a few pressed flowers, but it's been such a dark, rainy year for it. No hydrangeas yet, but these cherry blossoms worked ok.
No dragonfly sightings yet though!
Weather is a bit damp but there's a patch of blue sky... good enough for me! Let's go to the beach!
Hello! I'm Melissa, and here you'll find some behind-the-scenes footage of an artful life. Won't you join me?