I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Yes, let's just put it that way.
So I stumble into my studio.
Now here I am.
Sitting staring out the window.
Huh, feeling sorry for myself again.
And on top of that--
getting really bored of this freaking state
I've been frivolously torturing my soul in.
So I switched my gaze from the window to my paints.
I put a piece of paper on the wall.
And I started to paint.
Just sloshing my favorite colors around.
Smiling as the lavender moved vertical across my page. Starting to soften when yellow made it's debut.
Then Bob Marley says something about three birds. And what ya know...
He was right about the whole dang thing being ok.
Sometimes I simply forget...
I got the tools.
My artillery is fully loaded.
I can fight anything. Especially self indulgent self pity.
It's all good. This world is too big and beautiful--life is too short and silly to stay here.
You know in the ditches of my ego.
Pick up that paintbrush Connie. Practice what you preach.
9 comments:
Yeah You Right. Girl - this whole "I've got the arsenal..." seems to also be my message for, well, my Life apparently. I've been in this kind of 'initially-world-induced-then-self-induced-pitty-party' for the last few weeks and this morning I just woke up and told myself I have all the tools I need, and who the heck was I waiting for? Turns out it was me. Enh, go figure. The one thing I'm tremendously grateful for however, is that everytime I reach out looking for me and can't find her... there you all are, and I know I can't be far behind.♥
hey connie, I'm glad I'm not the only one who feels like this sometimes. Sometimes I get into a computer staring face off contest with facebook. And it's such a time suck. so Right now I'm downloading some of my favorite music and then going to get some work done! woohoo!
:) Great painting! Love it.
From personal experience, I've noticed that big bursts of creative energy are often followed by... well, blah periods. You, my creative friend, have certainly been BURSTING a lot lately! I don't quite understand why it happens. Perhaps, it is a time of subtle reflection before things move forward and change... like a cocoon phase. I have no doubts that you will emerge beautifully from all that you are experiencing.
You already know that you have the power within you to change how you react to the feelings, but I know sometimes it's also nice to hear that other people go through the same thing.
Hah - I was just wondering this morning how you keep doing it...how amidst it all, you keep coming up with classes, posts, art, etc. And voila - you answer.
Exactly what I need to hear and exactly what I'm trying to practice. Huh, perhaps I should just practice instead of trying.
You know Connie that you can accomplish anything, but sometimes you just have to stand back, look, pay attention to the feelings, and come back feeling better than ever.
I'm experiencing lows too currently, and I stare every single day at my brushes, crying and yelling at my face "pick me ! do whatever you want, just experience the fun again, forget the pressure you're harrassing yourself with, and just paint", and I ignore them... until today.
Thank you for sharing who you are, the light AND the darker.
Love you,
Nolwenn
Walking the talk is a big thing to remember, isn't it, Beautiful Connie. You learn the lesson that this tool works but you sometimes forget to pick it up ! How can that be ? Ah well, that is life, I think.
Thank God for the tools and our ability to use them !!!
Every little thing....
Happy Painting, Brilliant One !
Hi Connie, Thanks for sharing this with all of us and having the courage to be so honest. I am embarking on my own new art journey and it helps to know that I am not the only one who feels this way at times! Your art is beautiful and I look forward to following your journey!
:)
I love what came from the wrong side of the bed!!! :)
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