Acolytes visit the Angel of Forests as it reclines upon the water's edge.
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It's good to be back :)
Spending so much time away from art made me seriously question whether or not I still knew how to do it. Throughout my break, I've been in situations where I'm speaking as an authority about art. Talking about a thing, but not actually doing it was making me go a little crazy. My monkey mind was beginning to tell me stories about how I'd never make another decent painting ever again. It was telling me that this was it. It was time to start winding down the whole operation. All my relevant work is in the past.
When I sat down to draw yesterday I didn't do anything different than usual. I just committed to begin my process anew. Loud music, a wash of imagery and the permission to accept the thoughts in my head. It was weird to let shapes and motion through my mind again after having spent a couple months effectively repressing them. It was nice to feel that familiar cold shiver run back through my body again.
Inspiration is a hell of a thing. You don't really get to choose to have it. You're either open to it or not. Everything else is out of your hands.
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Having moved close to the ocean recently, I really wanted to do a beach scene. The views of water and clouds here on the Gulf Coast are too big and beautiful to ignore.
My wife and I found a little secluded spot that where the plant life was able to grow close to the water. Something about that felt special to me. It's the sort of feeling that easy to make a painting about.