I have let this blog sit for a long time, long enough were I should either delete it or start over again. It helped me when I needed to voice somethings, but for now, that part is over. At least until the next one comes along and makes me crazy for a while. So I plan on looking in a new direction with this.
Don't be surprised if parts of this blog start disappearing. The whiny parts. I have been looking to solutions for a while and part of doing so is wiping clean some of that stuff. No use sitting in the past, but using it to go forward and where my life is at today is a positive outcome of the pain of my yesterdays.
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These are the pieces I got done this
week.





Watcher
Water color 8"x10"













Grove
Charcoal 40" x 57"





Always Sunny I & II
Acrylic 2.5" x 3.5"

















Wired
Water color 8"x10"

Here I sit in my studio. A studio for making art, what I have always dreamed of having. It is my second day here full time, turning my back on a conventional job for now, at least. I feel the one drawing is done that I talked about in the previous entry and it is sitting on taped to the wall, so I can walk by it and absorb it and really make sure it is done.

Really now is the hard part of this whole deal. What to do. What to draw, paint or take a picture of now. I have dorked around for the past few hours trying to figure that out. Birds, Native Americans, sunsets…what do I do? It all seems so silly to make something from those subject matters.

Now the tough part starts. Actually coming up with work to produce. Not just an odd thing here and there, but a series of drawings or paintings. To have a body of work.

Sitting here right now, it seems like a daunting task. Too big, too scary and too complex. I know it is not, but it just feels that way right now. I have not found a grove to work to yet.

This is the scariest part of it all for me, coming up with things to create. It seems all so big and huge of a task. Is this another reason why some people do not make art? The fear of the blank sheet of paper. Where will it take me? What if is sucks? What if I fail?

I guess it is just time to make and not judge. To get in the habit of creating something. Not to stop, no matter what.

I have moved into my studio with my friend. Now it is time to work. I am terrified to make a leap into this art world but I feel in many ways I have no choice. I must do it. It is a calling that I have only just started to hear, but yet I know I must follow. Blindly in a way. Fear is there, but the need to do this out ways my fears.
I decided instead of staring at a blank piece of paper or canvas, finish what I started. This is a piece that is just over a year old, I never finished. I figured this is the place to start. Finish what I started to move onto the new. The size is a bit over 3 feet x 5 feet.
Sorry about the poor quality image. It was taken with a camera phone.

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