I haven’t had much time for art over the past couple of weeks. Feel my artist identity sliding off my face like a melting mask! You’re only it while you keep doing it. Don’t want to go backwards.
Experience has taught me not to panic though, and to be compassionate with myself. What I want to do is sit down for hours and days and work on something really detailed. Yet what I can’t do now is sit for hours and days…
Instead, I keep tuning in, doing the bits I can.
This artwork (“Belonging”) is my reminder that as long as I keep the flow open, I will have a steady stream of ideas. And when time allows I can interpret rough work (concept art) into final artwork.
I am also in a stage of accepting my circumstances – all of them. Not in a resigned apathetic way, but with a calm openness.
This is the real artist’s journey.
What stage are you in?