Remember finger painting, how much fun that was? So messy and rewarding at the same time. Why is it that when we become a certain age, we stop needing to be messy.
I was reading one of my art journals yesterday, looking for inspiration and came across this quotation by the painter, Howard Ikemoto. He said, "When my daughter was about seven years old, she asked me one day what I did at work. I told her I worked at the college -- that my job was to teach people how to draw. She stared at me, incredulous, and said, You mean they forget?"
Saturday, I was out walking and decided to visit the Goodwill store by my house. I found canvas boards, new ones and at a much cheaper price than regular art suppliers.
Thinking of Mr. Ikemoto's daughter, I decided to get messy. I never could draw, but what about the feel of a brush in my fingers, letting the paint become an extension of my good mood. Here's the result that I titled Underwater.
Underwater: canvas, acrylic paint, glitter, embroidery thread, chain stitch
This is art as therapy. Try your hand. There are no mistakes or rules, only paint, a surface, your hands and heart. The first one will probably feel a little tentative, but then watch how you feel the next time you try.
Here’s to happiness!
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