I’ve been staring at these six canvases for days. This happens. I have so many different ideas for how I’m going to attack them. I go through restless nights where I can’t sleep and my days are filled with a nagging voice inside my head telling me I am wasting time by not applying myself to the work. It is an unrelenting business that never gives me rest. I look at a blank canvas and see a world of possibilities, these thoughts and ideas twist and turn and evolve from one creative idea to the next. I know at the end of the day my ideas will be replaced with something I never expected. Rarely does the completed creative process resemble what I had in my head the day before. This leaves room for the unknow which excites me.
I paint what pleases me. If someone sees a painting and gets something from it then this is a bonus. I have learnt it is impossible to create to what I think other people want. This is why I am reluctant to do commissions. I refer people to this site and ask which paintings catch their eye. That’s as technical as it gets when dealing with others wants, outside of scoping out the room to where the painting is destined as this gives me the best direction as to where to take the piece(s) while keeping true to myself.
My next big adventure will be to tackle these 6 canvases. I am housesitting for two weeks and want to use this opportunity to dive into the creative realm. As per usual I have ideas. I just invested a considerable amount of dollars into the canvases and close to a hundred tubes of paint and then comes my creative time creating them.. It always turns into a costly endeavor. The completion of one piece can cost up to three hundred dollars and I’m not guaranteed my satisfaction. I can’t tell you how many of my pieces end up on the fire, in the trash or discarded amongst all my other failed works. I usually put some of the canvases out with the hard rubbish, but they don’t last long before they are picked up by people wandering the streets, who obviously have no artistic sense. I guess it’s true when they say one mans junk is another’s treasure!