I M Perfect lady

Sunday Art is My Fuel

Continuing to do Sunday Art feels like a luxury that is a staple.  

A frivolous routine that I use to refuel myself, and escape the reality of Covid 19.

 

The heaviness of doing something practical overwhelmed me immediately.

 

Lightness and joy filled me as I decided, Sundays were still for being an artist!  Engaging with this part of me offsets the rest of the week.  My week would be way too heavy without it.  And, if that bright spot is always open for me to enter, I feel normal, safe and that life is okay.

 

That being said, I went down to make large flowers, since all my panels which were few are gone.  

I stumbled upon a fabric with delightful flowers.  I was so happy to quilt them!

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I never know where my art will take me, what will appear and how.

I then, looked at this as an Art mural and sidewalk.

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Once the drawing is down, I then will select fabric that seems to want to be part of this landscape.

It is fun to see what will appear, work and grow together.  

 

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And, then how what makes it come alive.

The words and bird and hearts help!

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What I thought of as I sewed, was how we are all being asked to make the best out of difficult situation.  

We are having to keep a tight small circle; and some are down to a circle of one.  

Alone; but surrounded by nature, words, art and those who are our rocks of support.

 

I know when my life was at its darkest, the two huge therapies for me was outdoors and art.  Often the people of my life seemed to complicate an already dark place.  Yet, they were crucial to my wellness. 

Perhaps maybe nature and art – was the fuel I needed to survive what I thought then was the unsurvivable.  And, there were many who cheered me on; but couldn't truly understand where I was.  

In this, many are experiencing our path.  We are not alone; even when we are alone.

We have many who are in the same boats. 

 

Maybe we can share with each other the things that help us through difficult times. The tools that we seem to be drawn to.  

Even when life was 'normal' for me, Sunday Art was critical to my overall wellness. I need a place that is my own, where I can slip into a space where time and reality disappears.

Sunday art is my fuel.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  1. Ann Avatar
    Ann

    While your art provides the benefit of losing yourself in a creative process, it also brings delight to so many others. Wonderful that you are still able to slip away and create.
    I joined an on-line artists list just before beginning this year’s 100DayProject. It has been wonderful—people from all over the world who share the same interest, frustrations, joy, and immersion in what we call watercolor painting. As the confinement time gets longer, a few have posted that they just cannot be creative and have lost the desire to paint. They are receiving messages of encouragement from others on the list—kind messages saying do whatever feels right but if even a glimmer of wanting to paint emerges—grab it and paint and then, share with us!
    I used to be in the camp of “I cannot create unless I feel happy and content.” Now, I paint so I can have that normal part of my life and more importantly, slip away from the feelings of isolation, fear, and worry that can and will creep in if you do not force your mind to be somewhere else. I am preferring “somewhere else!”
    Keep creating, Beth, we all love it.
    Ann

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    I M Perfect

    I agree with you Ann. And, I think others mistaking think we have joy and inspiration going there. Instead I believe we get it once we arrive.
    A woman just told me “I do not have the spirit now, but it is still in me.”
    I told her, once you arrive at your art space, the spirit will join you.
    I am happy that you have the ability to do art – especially in the darker times of isolation and fear and worry.
    I believe it fuels us with energy to walk the path that is up ahead.

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