I can’t tell you how excited and nervous I was to start painting again. It has been years since I’ve painted anything significant or should I say that I thought was good enough to share.
My issues with failing what I started were crippling. I never started anything, said I would wait until later when I was in the mood. Other excuses came just as easily.
It wasn’t until I started my business and took a good look at how stagnant my artistic life had become that a pushed my own fear of failure aside and said to myself that if I wanted to make things happen no one else was going to do it. So, what was I waiting for? There was nothing in my way but myself. That led me to say yes to doing a portrait of a friends dog (his name is Denver). And after that, it was a picture I found of Cosmos that inspired me.
Honestly, I was surprised at what I produced. I was proud of both outcomes. The fact that I have a platform to sell on now wasn’t even a factor, not then, not when I was putting brush and paint to canvas. As the images took shape and I set the paintbrush down after the final touch I got this warm feeling deep inside, that nervous stirring that I had been missing for a while. It was nice to feel it again. The sense of accomplishment and joy that comes from completing something that I thought would ever only be mediocre.
I’m glad I picked up the paintbrush again. I won’t be putting it down any time soon.