Well, perhaps this is not entirely true. My creativity just went into a different direction: I did a lot - and by this I mean A LOT - of photography. After all, I think this is my foremost passion. I feel how I get fired up when I have found a great subject to photograph, how I work with my entire body (people who would watch me would probably think that I am a bit coockoo) and a deep happiness. It's something I don't experience in this way when I paint. I also get fired up, yes, but it's not this deep happiness. It's more of feeling content when I paint. But there is also something else present, and that is the ever awake inner critic who is not satisfied with anything I paint. Who might be okay for a short time, but then very quickly sees all the flaws and "mistakes", starts to compare my work with other artists' work - well, how can I be happy as long as he (must be a he!) is such a stinking presence who just walks into my life without being invited?
No wonder that painting has been on the back burner these days. When I finally started again, it was slow and very careful. I thought about doing something with birds since I like them so much. They represent freedom to me in its best form. In my painting they have left the birdcage which is only small and in the background to show its insignificance, whereas the birds are fat, colorful and happy. I found this quote by Henry David Thoreau, "all good things are wild and free".
I would love to be like that. I guess there is more of myself in this painting than I had initially thought.
Paint Party Friday is a great place to find many talented artists and see their beautiful work. Every Friday they link up to this great party, thanks to Eva and Kristen. Today, I am partying along with them.