Yes. I feel like I've been here before. Well... I have been here before, kinda. Turns out painting is sort of like riding a bike. If you haven't done it in a really (really) long time, you might be afraid at first. You might even think that you can't do it anymore. You'll probably even feel stupid mentioning it to people. Sure - your balance might be a little off and you might wobble a bit at first, but before you even realize it, *POOF*, you're riding your bike (painting), just like it was yesterday.
Nothing really "done" to show at this time, but feel like I'm finally *doing this* and it feels great. That feeling's different though. New. Shiny. In my younger years, I put the "pain" in "painting". It was rarely a pleasant experience. But now, I am finding joy in the process. A combination of creativity, activity, relief, release, expression, time for myself... Whatever the painting is about is perhaps another story, but I finally feel ready to tell that story again. It'll be OK, Helen.
LOVE that, "pain in painting." That's awesome. I so relate, regarding music. I'm in a weekly quartet now and it has completely offered me a chance to heal my violin-playing past, now that I can switch back and forth between violin and viola. It's like a completely different experience now, filled with joy and openness to what's happening. Hooray for you, this blog, and this upcoming endeavor!! xoxoxo
ReplyDeleteAs we grow, and learn to let go, I think it's really about "a returning." Looks like you're well on your way... good for you!
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