Yesterday I began a journey, a journey back.
Yesterday I had my 'first' lesson in watercolour painting.
Constance, my teacher, a very accomplished watercolourist in her own right has been cajoling me, poking me with a metaphoric stick and pushing me towards this day.
Yesterday I gave in ...
But I had been preparing, recently my friend Patrick loaned me yet another book:
Art and Fear by David Bayles and Ted Orland..
In that book I saw myself:
You see in 1994 'the pen ran dry' and I put away my brushes, paints, paper and all the accouterments of my art.
I quit, or did I stop ?
" Quitting is fundamentally different from stopping. The latter happens all the time.
Quitting happens once. Quitting means never starting again-and art is all about starting again"
So, I stopped, for 20 years. Now it's time to start again.
But oh its hard and it's frustrating. I look back at what I did and I look at what I do now and wonder,
Will I ever be able to paint and draw again?
Can I get back that which is lost?
Again words come " you are as good today as you can be" that is not as good as I once was .... but tomorrow will be different, "tomorrow I will be as good as I can be tomorrow."
"An artist's career always begins tomorrow". ~James McNeill Whistler
p.s To some, the one minute sketch may look like a scribbled mess but to me I see life,
to me I see the essence of a person,
to me I see a beginning..