Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Art as Comfort
Recently I've really needed my art to come through for me - not in a financial way, more in an emotional way. I've needed my art to take my mind off the day, to relax from the challenge of taking care of three demanding little boys, to get me ready to face it all again tomorrow.
It made me realize that art has almost become this silent friend to me...one that takes me away on little holidays, challenges me, and recently has comforted me. Goodness, I'm sounding all crazy! I guess what I'm noticing is that art-making has an incredible power over my mood - not one that I noticed before. I'm happy when it goes well, I'm grumpy when it doesn't. And, as fed up as I have been recently with the awkward results that I've been achieving, it hasn't made me want to quit. In the past, I did want to quit, or let myself drift away. But, now, I can't really imagine that happening.
Tonight I was just having a play around this 40 min sketch, from a random photo I found on www.morguefile.com (it's not as gruesome as it sounds, it's just copyright-free references).
Posted by Rose Welty