Does anybody else get so wrapped in all they’re doing and lose time? I saw the word constradistinction today and had to look it up… and it instantly made me think of the differnt mediums I’ve used and am still using… I feel like I jump from medium to medium all of the time in the haze of creatvity, but then I realise, it’s been over years and years and I got lost in time.
Last year, wow, leave that there, the new year, new start vibe hasn’t exactly made it disappear (not that anything ever will) but I have gotten myself through with writing. I never thought anything would compare to the tranquility, frustration or sense of peace (probably too strong a word there…) that painting can bring, but I dare say it has. Not to say I don’t get the urge to get all messy with plaster and emulsion and anything paint related that will exhausrt me, but writing definitely takes the edge off and is probably better suited to my late night creative tendencies.
I published my first novel on the 31.12.2016 and I am so pleased with the reception it’s received, I’m already a third of the way into the first draft and fairly certain I’m looking at releasing it towards the end of the year(hopefuly October time the latest). It was one of those things I kept quiet, I wasn’t sure if I was going to finish it, even family were surprised and voila! Before I knew it, the internet allowed me to publish on a next to nothing budget. Obviously designing the cover was insanely enjoyable but I instantly rolled away with the next set of ideas. I am pleased to say I have 5 star reviews, great feedback and customers patiently waiting for the next installment.
At the risk of marketing shamelessly, it’s available on Amazon and the links are posted below (Fire: A Heart and Soul Novel).
But back to my point, does anyone else just stumble across love for a medium they never thought they’d touch without being forced?
I struggle with academic writing, but blogs and anything emotion based, I’m all over it, enjoy the hell out of it. I can hear myself in it, I suppose that’s what’s missing, it’s rather regimented. I however don’t even learn by the rules. I maybe study the ultimate basics (Out of necessity) for a little while and then ignore everything I learnt in favour of my own way. I only from learn mistakes anyway… It’s the only way it sticks!
For years I only drew in pen and pencil. Now the project I have in line for a colleague at work has me wondering if I’m still capable because I haven’t touched them in so long, I get the feeling I might find myself replacing several of them due to neglect!
Because once I hit uni, that was it, it was all about paint and abstract expressionism, it was exactly what I needed at that time to deal with life’s assault and since leaving uni, it’s been all about the digital painting,and writing. Is it the ease? The speed? The ability to edit and change as much as you need to and more? I haven’t figured it out yet but I am pleased I didn’t get stuck n the rut. Chances are I’ll probably go full circle like fashion (not that it’s going to entertain me by bringing back the 1940s – I’m all for the sweetheart necklines) because I don’t know, I cope with each situation differently and each medium plays its part – I am fascinated at the link between creativity and coping mechanisms ( I love reading about art therapy and psychoanalysis but that’s whole other post).
Painting the way I do allows me to analyse my feelings without spelling it out for viewers and it’s something they enjoy; I’m all about talking out the process, not its meaning. Pen and pencil, is about design, someone trying to convey something to me and me helping them visualise what they want, it’s usually the nearest tool to hand so ci an help them express themselves and they use it how they please.
Writing allows me to create an entirely new world (escapism maybe). To describe what you envision rather than draw it is a completely new challenge. But yet the two are so intertwined because my entire novel started with and idea for a character I had and a background story line. And when I realised I had too much information to cram into one image, that was it, I was off! I knew I would get my vision across better in a novel than I ever would in imagery.
A picture may speak a thousand words but this time it wasn’t the case.
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