I could not bend my mind around the inkblot assignment for Sketchbook Skool. Hated it. At first there was a face in the inkblots (left side). Hated it. I was going to rip it out, but instead, kept going with some doodling. Hated it. I added gray watercolor on one side. Hated it. I added more line work. Hated it. I added some reddish scribbles. Hated it.
Then I realised that I was really describing my state of mind because I am battling corruption and filth on personal and professional levels. All the ugly, poisonous words poured out. I put the face back in-- maybe my face in the Acid Rain? Possibly.
Then some friends came over and the mists dissipated for awhile. I went back to the paper towel with the original inkblots, sketched lightly onto it, and glued it on the right side. Maybe the worst is when slyness is equated to intelligence. Or maybe the worst is when people just don't think. Or maybe the worst is when people you know shrug and say they don't want to get involved...think of the consequences.
Well, yes, think of the consequences...
And yet, my blessings are many. I will not give up.
Such is the lesson of bad art.
6 comments:
Not bad art....maybe just real art of your soul. Projecting those emotions outward can be such a release. The state of our lives are the consequences of our actions...or the lack there of.
Best use of art is to tell the truth of each moment. Troubled times, unkindness, misinterpretation--it all adds up. To speak it is to release it, to take the poison out of spirit and put it down on paper is healthy. "Better out than in" my old Aunt Anna used to say.
I don't think there's an art rule that says that you have to love everything you do as there isn't a rule that says every piece has to be happy. Sometimes outside forces can result in the best art.
You art is powerful because you are unafraid to tell the truth. That's a rarity these days. Our political scene is so disgusting it's hard for me to even observe it, let alone comment. Keep up the good work!
I have these days a lot lately. I can sooooo relate.
Story is beautiful art. Love the friend's sketch. Negative comments about what you were calling "bad art"--sounded exactly like something Lili would say about her own work. . .
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