...so I wrote a post for this image awhile ago on my portraiture blog, and you are more than welcome to read it...but I wanted to share the image here, as a reminder to myself that I am working on showing up for myself...because I'm still struggling with my perfectionism, unreasonably so. I could tell you a story about my getting ridiculously discouraged after 4 tries on a new idea, but the truth is, the specifics don't actually matter...it's the fact that I seem to have this amazing ability to forget that I've been through this - the initial enthusiasm, the exploration, then almost immediate discouragement and "I SUCK" conclusion when my outcomes don't match my ambitions - every single time it happens. Every. Singe. Flipping. Time. Even when I end up creating something kind-of beautiful....because it's not "perfect" - whatever that even is.
How is it that I can tell a certain beloved young creature that all artists deal with frustration, with the gap between the vision and the execution, and mean it - and then not be able to internalize it for myself?
What's with that?
27 July 2011
26 July 2011
It's been a long time...
...but I'm ready to start blogging as "me" again (I've been here for the past few years). I've finally started creating art for myself again, and I think I'm ready to share it. So, um, hi! :-) I haven't shot any of my recent stuff yet, but will soon, I promise. For now, here's a shot of a post-blueberrying travel-log from a few summers ago!
29 March 2006
Looking out the window, waiting for lunch
The more I draw, the more I want to draw. This was a 10 minute sketch while I waiting in the car for L. to get lunch from jZcool in Menlo Park (the b. only sleeps when the engine is on, so one of us got to stay). It's amazing how the boredom of waiting has been transformed -- even a couple of minutes has turned into an opportunity to create something, and I feel like the world is so much more interesting.
07 March 2006
Remembering
Remembering
Originally uploaded by pumpkinoodle.
This small incense burner was my grandfather's. It sat on top of his wardrobe for my entire childhood.
27 January 2006
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