“LAYING IT ON THICK”
“OH THE DRAMA”
“HERE WE GO AGAIN.”
I tried to paint that. Haha!
I got tired of the oil pastels that I finished the series of back this summer with the portals and moon phases. It was lovely to find abstract art, again. As my favorite part about it is — there are no rules of how or how not to express oneself. And sometimes its about sleeping on the parts one doesn’t like; and repainting it in the morning or whenever. Or leaving it, finding the beauty in the natural imperfection.
That’s what I love about art; abstract especially — there are no rules.
This series is called immortal and this is 001 of the collection that will last till whenever. I want my original art to hang all over my walls one day. I want my house covered in abstract art and I just give paintings away to friends that come to our house and “just love those colors together”. I guess there is a part of me that does want to live forever. So, I paint so that maybe these will outlast me.
I am come to accept death this season. I am seeing him more as an ally than an foe to destroy. Perhaps surrendering to the waves of the universe — ones still in the future and unforeseeable. However there is this interesting change and love of myself just in this moment that comes when I realize just how mortal I am.
So why do I create?
Why do I paint?
Why do I write?
It’s basically my spirituality.
It’s not to be the best, or “enough”. It just is for the joy of making shit. It’s just for the joys of being alive — today.
I use art as a natural expression of emotions that are stuck inside me. Releasing them helps me feel free. Releasing them gives me more room to breath.
Art is just how my emotional body bleeds.
Q: I want to hear what art means to you? Tell me in the comments below.