Do you ever have one of those moments in painting when you give yourself chills?
When it all clicks?
This was one of those moments for me. I am just showing this small moment in the very large painting- you'll have to wait for the completed piece.
The funny part of these moments where I think :"YES! Do not touch it" is that as tall as I stand and as much as I want to keep the moment, it must change. It is the perfect moment for that moment. The painting evolves and grows around it and eventually the brush strokes that electrified look pale and immature compared to the rest of the painting.
I have these experiences as a painter knowing that they are ephemeral. When I was beginning to paint I used to chase them and very quickly learned the futility in that. They happen when they happen, if they happen and the do not like being chased. I have tried to build a painting around preserving these parts-I have yet to make it work. The work ends up looking stilted and off.
I learn how to appreciate the connection, have gratitude for it and be absolutely okay with the connection passing. There are more of these connections to be experienced- that is what makes it easier for me to accept their transitory ways.
It’s like a nesting doll- the gift within the gift of creativity. Knowing that it is is possible to make the internal vision an external reality is the package wrapped with a bow.
I am thrilled to be given a gift that is so practical- one that I can use again and again, not worrying that I will use it up or wear it out.