Playing with a flower

I found a perfect magnolia blossom on the ground in front of my neighbor’s house, and decided to play with it like a child might play with a toy. First I drew all over on petal with colored pens, then I pried it open to reveal its fascinating center. I took pictures along the way.

 

Perfect blossom

Pen changes color the longer it has been on the flower

Adding color

Smearing, scribbling

What’s inside?

Ooo

Nifty center

Pretty flower

 

 

 

 

 

Day 12: How do you break out of a creative block? #crazyrebelliousart

How do you break out of a creative block?

My creativity comes in waves but for the most part it never leaves me. What can happen is I get distracted by other obligations and amusements. I find the best way to break out of a creative rut is just to start doing something…doodling or writing for example.

Just try setting pen to paper and see what you end up with. Never mind if it's "perfect." Like the shadow on this photo...life shows up in the contrasts.

Just try setting pen to paper and see what you end up with. Never mind if it’s “perfect.” Like the shadow on this photo…life shows up in the contrasts. And by the way, those are sushi rolls, not toilet rolls. Who knows? If I’d kept going with this line of thought, maybe I could have come up with sushi cat.

One thing that’s important to understand about the creative process is that artists and writers don’t just spew forth beautiful, complete perfect works in one go. Maybe a few rare pieces arrive perfect, but most creative works take a lot of work. Some days are all about sketching and scribbling out the bare rudiments of ideas. Other days are about planning. Then there are the “doing” days when you feel like you are actually progressing. And then there are the “editing” days when you are perfecting and cleaning up nearly finished work. Then there are the days, hopefully, when you get to display a finished work.

If you are really stuck long term, going through the exercises in a book like The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron may help.

Don’t call me Ma’am

My daughter, husband and I were at a restaurant and the waiter kept calling me “Ma’am” and my daughter as well. We talked about how funny this was, as neither my 8 year old nor I look like a “Ma’am.”

What does a Ma’am look like, you ask? I pulled out my sketchbook and whipped up these quick drawings of Ma’am, Sir and other stereotypes:

MaamAndMiss

SirAndMr

DudeAndMrs