You know what’s cool about art? It doesn’t exist until you create it. Canvas, paper, metal, stone. The art doesn’t happen until you make it happen. Sometimes that’s a hard thing. Sometimes the “blank” is overwhelming, and we are paralyzed with fear.
Why is that so? Why do we fear becoming what we are made to be? I surely haven’t got all the answers because I’m moving from fear to faith and believing just like many of you. Here’s the real deal: every blank canvas, page, sheet, piece of stone or clay is a vessel upon which we cast a little more light and hope into this world.
Maybe that’s the reason I get so excited every time I start a brand new journal. It’s an opportunity to see what I’ve overcome, where I’ve been, and to plan for the future. It is a time, I can see with a new set of eyes. Fresh, untainted pages beckon me to dream, create, and sort through myriad swirling thoughts.
A new start. Couldn’t we all do with one of those?
I started my challenge with markers and paper, but it quickly became an epic fail, or so I was thinking. As I thought about what I created, it dawned on me that markers are not my medium. I prefer the acrylics and oil pastels – maybe because I can create softer lines, brush strokes, and splashes.
All is not lost. The brief experiment with markers wasn’t a failure after all. It was more of a clarity spark, a reminder to utilize practice with the tools that facilitate the artistic bent. My little art piece was salvaged with photo editing – still not perfect but I can see where it can go with brush and pastels.
The good news is this – even our failures provide us insight for success in the journey.
So here’s to new beginnings on new pages. You can always start over. You can rip out a page, white it all out, or wipe the canvas clean because each day is one where you can “start” to live again.
There is no shame in beginning again.
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