It all started with a little Sunday doodle...
But first, let me back up a bit...
Painting is the medium that first bit me with the arsty craftsy bug. I painted my heart out all through high school and went on to attend an art college. Somewhere along the line, I lost the simple joy of painting for fun. The joy of painting for beauty. The joy of painting for painting's sake.
You see, in art school they have what we call "crits." That's the cool way of saying critique, which is basically a bunch of 20 somethings who are really into "deep thinking" and 1 professor who is encouraging such "deep thinking" sitting in a room, staring at your painting... discussing all of the hidden meaning in your brush strokes.
Oh my... the discussions and theories that can be pulled from one stroke of red on a canvas are endless!
And sometimes they ARE indeed there. Some artists have great intent and beautiful philosophies behind their strokes.
I am not that artist.
I never was. But, art school told me to be. And that made me tired.
Tired of trying to come up with something deep and profound to paint. Or, even worse... something someone would deem worthy of purchasing and calling a part of their "collection."
So, I stopped.
I stopped making art.
Sure, I worked as a commercial artist on and off. But, in those genres, your subject matter is dictated. No one is looking for an epiphany.
Then, I was introduced to scrapbooking. WOW! Art with the pre-defined subject matter of your chosen photos! Yes - scrapbooking IS art.
As I explored scrapbooking and the many mixed media techniques, I found a renewed interest in my paints and brushes. (Believe it or not, I still have all of that stuff from art school!)
But, what about this issue of subject matter?
I have done a few little canvases here and there and I tackled one larger canvas when I took The Curious Scrapbooker's Field Guide. In the small canvases, there was an embellishment or a word to define the subject. In the larger piece, I went with the standard tree and large word thing. I like how this turned out, but I can see my hesitation and insecurity when I look back at that painting.
While I have found my scrapbooking "style," I havent yet found who I am as a painter. I would like to try to find that person.
Now... back to the doodle. I like it. It's fun and I think it has potential to be something more.
So, I'm going to go for it!
Let's make a painting...
And some more doodles...
A bit of misting and collage...
Once I got to this point, I felt like this little doodly painting did indeed need some sort of direction.
My brain started wandering to ideas of faces, flowers, and such...
But, none of those ideas had me excited. They felt forced.
Then I thought about how if only I was making a page, I wouldn't be having this issue.
I scrapbook for my family, about my family. My home.
So... out came the acrylics and some little wonky and somewhat abstract houses were added:
And then, I just played with all that wonderful paint...
I added more lines and doodles...
And a bit of texture...
Until, eventually, I had this:
Other than finding some sort of direction, the hardest part of this was knowing when to call it "done." That's what husbands are for :)
He said it looked complete...
So there it is!
Now, I wonder how this doodly painty fun will look when translated to a scrapbook page?
Because, yes... scrapbooking is indeed art!
Perhaps we will take a look at that next week...