A fellow blogger and artist and all-around inspiring person (Rowena/Warrior Girl) issued a challenge: create something for 100 days.
Another incredible artist (Amanda/Persistent Green, who also happens to be my daughter) told me about this challenge and lit a fire in me.
I had a zillion ideas of what I might do. That's my usual downfall: trying to do EVERYTHING I imagine doing and obviously being unable to do so and thereby "failing" before I even start. So, in addition to the joy of the project itself, I am also breaking new ground in making my commitment fairly simple: I will play with watercolors every day, in my new little playbook, and I will post what I do. The posting is critical, because before today arrived (the official starting date), I had already begun to diminish what I envisioned doing . . "it'll just be doodles . . not really art . . won't really qualify as something creative . . .blahblahblahblahblah."
So, I am posting today's play. I sat down with no conscious intention other than to swipe my favorite brush across my palette and lay same brush across the waiting page. What ended up on the page are seven shapes--seven often indicates "completeness" for me. The shapes are all distinct from each other--and the portions of my life seem pretty disjointed right now. What the shapes have in common is their vibrant color--same goes for the levels of intensity in the chunks of my life.
No clue whether I will "see meaning" in each day's doodle . . . this is just what I thought today.
It's sorta scarey, and at the same time liberating, to try a project with such simple expectations.
Thank you, Rowena and Amanda, for helping me start this. I'm excited about the possibilities.
