and Other Creative Nuisances
Whew! I'm struggling. If you were to ask my friends, they'll tell you I have an interesting relationship with color. I'm the proud owner of more than one pair of green shoes, a pair of gingham and, yes-even striped shoes. The best part is, I call them my "happy shoes" and throw them on no matter the palette of the rest of my ensemble; just because. Yes, just because they make me happy. I was also the child known to color a striped rain cloud or a kitten with stars and hearts adorning its coat.
So why then do I struggle so when incorporating color into my art as an adult? My writing is oft-vivid and colorful. I'll tell you why, I over-think. Yesterday as I mixed colors, for the large orbs I chose as my latest collage backdrop, I was listening to cerebral radio; a continuous medley of Addiction, 1983 and the theme song from The Wire: Season One -in any and every imaginable order. The mind was clear and I was living in the far right. Then I stopped, brewed another cup of coffee, stared at the happy colorful orbs as they lay drying and I could feel my eyebrows come together at the center and a nagging tug at the right side of my mouth as my jaw clenched in self-doubt. Meh.
I'm going to give myself one more evening of pondering (and, a glass or ten of Pinot Grigio) before I whip out the matte medium and seal the deal-no pun intended. What creative quagmires have you faced recently?
So why then do I struggle so when incorporating color into my art as an adult? My writing is oft-vivid and colorful. I'll tell you why, I over-think. Yesterday as I mixed colors, for the large orbs I chose as my latest collage backdrop, I was listening to cerebral radio; a continuous medley of Addiction, 1983 and the theme song from The Wire: Season One -in any and every imaginable order. The mind was clear and I was living in the far right. Then I stopped, brewed another cup of coffee, stared at the happy colorful orbs as they lay drying and I could feel my eyebrows come together at the center and a nagging tug at the right side of my mouth as my jaw clenched in self-doubt. Meh.
I'm going to give myself one more evening of pondering (and, a glass or ten of Pinot Grigio) before I whip out the matte medium and seal the deal-no pun intended. What creative quagmires have you faced recently?
Peace
6 comments:
Bright colors make me nervous. I never want to bring extra attention to myself so my palette is very mute. Browns, blacks, blues and green make my swoon. Orange, fushia and purple...not so much!
I'm a color girl, too!
I'm so stuck in an uncreative quagmire...it's not even funny. Blah.
If there are ten glasses involved you are sure to color all over the place =). I'll be waiting to see...
i love the colorfulness of that picture.
for a long time i also struggled with incorporating color into my garments. but then again i don't know if it was really a struggle, since i was just doing what i felt. earthy tones just happened to be all that i felt at the time, and i went with that. somehow, though, this past fall nearly everything i turned out was filled with color. i'm not sure if this is permanent or temporary, but i'm just riding the wave.
i guess my creative quagmire presently is coming up with new designs. i feel so stagnant, and i know it has something to do with some other things i've got going on.
I could, if I chose, look at my whole life as a creative guagmire right now. I am doing NOTHING creative. However, I think that trying to help my sister move forward (and create positive change with my mom in some areas) is taking all my creative energy into play....
I can't wait to see the new works!
in my world, neutral colors equals safe, comfort zone...massive amounts of bright color equals "uh, i don't come here very often, so i'm not sure if this is right." for now, i choose the warm serenity of my comfort zone! :)
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