Perfection: Does it Hold You Back?
And I reposted my post on Pillowfort.
And I got a reply (I kind of jump for joy whenever I get a reply, just telling you).
And the response was from an artist I admire, who stated it was her practice to work from a vague notion of what she wanted to produce, rather than a strict idea. (Paraphrasing).
Has the need for perfection, that elusive (for me) straight line be holding me back?
Inspired I got out my water color pencils (I might spring for paints soon) and went to work.
The idea; a woman looking out the door, seeing nothing but a blur. What is out there? Was it good or bad? Until she understood what was out there she wouldn't know, wouldn't know what her next step would be. Invite the stranger in? Scream and close the door? Run away screaming? Embrace a long-lost friend. She's just peeking out, the moment of discovery is about to happen.
What would be?
That was what I wanted to convey.
And that is what I drew.
Stunning artwork? No. Well maybe if I were six.
Releasing though? Yes. I felt great after I had completed it.
What would you do if you were not afraid of the results, but could simply enjoy the process? Write about it and then do it!
I drew a piece of art. And I'm glad.