26 « January « 2010 « The People Behind My Eyes

Here it is, the little spot in my house that holds the vast majority of my art supplies. I tend to arrange and focus on my supplies when I’m in a creative slump like now. Argh! It’s killing me!!! This happens from time to time. I can’t seem to draw or paint anything of substance. I can’t see the lines, the shades, light, nothing, nada, zip. It bugs the heck out of me but stressing over the dry spell has always proven a waste of energy. I just have to wait it out. While I wait I”ll arrange and rearrange my supplies. NEVER when I’m in a creative free for all will you see my supplies this organized. So here they are, photos of my little area where art happens.

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Most of these are based on anger and feeling overwhelmed and taxed. One in particular has to do with Bella being sick yet again. There’s one I like to call basic or primitive which is the box with the three colors around it. It shows how shut down I was feeling after a nightmare written about in my sketchbook. One drawing shows a woman hanging from a tree. There’s a house in another tree and they’re surrounded by bright colors as her body is picked over by vultures. I have no idea where that came from but I do know I purposely made it all bright and sunny with a very dark theme.

Some of my anger issues have to do with the loss of a friendship which I cherished. I’m quite angry over that and wish it hadn’t come to such a senseless end as it did. There’s confusion and concern for why I can’t seem to keep my head on straight at home right now. Also in the drawings are a few dream themes of things morphing from one thing to another. I think the one that stands out for me most is the one that’s all bright and cheerfully painted but has a dark theme. It’s presented as almost a childlike drawing, presented as innocent and maybe even fun, that’s what the colors say anyway. It’s hard to know what to feel when I look at it. It’s a true representation of my inner conflict, of the face I show outside, the craziness in my head, where I want to go, where I’ve been and the loss of energy trying to make sense of it all. There are so many contradictions and …..yeah, nothing is what it seems to be. Never trust the colors……