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Being an artist...what is it?

When I think about being an artist, three words come to mind...inspiration, frustration and creation. 

The creative process starts with inspiration, which can come from so many places.  Internally, it can come from a seed planted in my mind.  Externally, it can come from other art, music, inspirational text, poetry, on and on.  But once that inspiration is planted, it starts to stir inside and then it needs to come out.  But how?  That's the frustrating part for me.  I know what I want to get out, and I work on this goal until I get to where my vision needs to rest.  It's the creative process and that's where I love to be.  It's a journey.  I flow back and forth inside the inspiration and frustration.  But it is movement that is all good.  There is joy in the journey as long as I don't hold on too tight and get too wrapped up in perfection, which kills creativity.  I know when to walk away to let my mind clear so that inspiration takes the lead.  Each day, I seek to be inspired, mostly by my Creator, seeking guidance and wisdom for the journey.  After all, each new day is His piece of artwork! 
  

In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was formless and empty, and darkness covered the deep waters. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the surface of the waters. Then God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light. And God saw that the light was good. Then he separated the light from the darkness.  God called the light “day” and the darkness “night.”....And evening passed and morning came, marking the first day....Then God looked over all he had made, and he saw that it was very good!  (Genesis 1)

 
...So the creation of the heavens and the earth and everything in them was completed.  On the seventh day God had finished his work of creation, so he rested from all his work.  And God blessed the seventh day and declared it holy, because it was the day when he rested from all his work of creation.  (Genesis 2:1-3)
 

We had a wonderful time at Gibby's last night.  So many friends and other artists visiting and sharing in good music, wine and conversation.  Mary and Jan were amazing, handling the crowd and pouring the vino.  Lot's of good energy in the room.  It is good to be surrounded by people who support and believe in what you do.  (All planted in my life for a reason). 

Thanks to Arlene Petersen for the wonderful photos!  It was a very special evening and thank you to everyone for coming by to visit to enjoy the wine, music and art. 











 

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