Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Art is hard work.




No really, it is.

Some days the LAST thing I want to do is to walk back into my studio. Sometimes I am so disgusted with the work I've done that I have to leave for a while and observe the image from a distance before I can grow to appreciate parts of it and return and try again. Sometimes everything seems to be going GREAT then an interruption comes (generally in the form of one of my children) and it all falls apart before my eyes because I have lost focus.

So why do it?

"In the beginning God (prepared, formed, fashioned, and) created the heavens and the earth.
The earth was without form and an empty waste, and darkness was upon the face of the very great deep. The Spirit of God was moving (hovering, brooding) over the face of the waters.
And God said, Let there be light; and there was light.
And God saw that the light was good (suitable, pleasant) and He approved it; and God separated the light from the darkness.
And God called the light Day, and the darkness He called Night. And there was evening and there was morning, one day." Genesis 1:1-5 (AMP)

I prepare. I form. I fashion. I create. I move and hover and brood. And on good days, I approve. What reason more do I need than to watch, emulate and learn from The Master Creator of All?