I think some painters fall into traps - where we start allowing some other force to motivate us. Inspire us. It happens when I paint something I really love, and no one feels the same. Like the pizza. Boy... I really love the pizza and it doesn’t seem to be speaking to another soul (with an exception of my boyfriend and Karen H.). Or on the opposite end, I’ll get a huge response on a piece I feel completely ambivalent about. It’s weird and it happens to me all the time.
So naturally I give in. I start my day thinking what would the gallery like or what would the masses that browse on eBay like...... and I get stuck. And discouraged. And blank.
Well today was different. I started painting at 2:30 and by 9, I had two paintings done. I painted what I wanted. Without a care. And that’s the way I have to do this. And I know there are other artists that want to do the same thing.
Anyways..... I hope you like my sushi roll. :)