This morning found me
thinking about what to write. It's a busy time and trying to find
some 'me time' has been difficult with no respite in sight for the
near future.
However a couple of
things have changed;
I resigned from a
committee at the Wellington Artists Gallery
and from the Critique
Group at the Photographers Guild.
However I did replace
them with a new group, I joined the KW Urban Sketchers group. A
loosely knit group of people who share a common thread, the love of
drawing, painting and sketching.
The manifesto is
simple:
We draw on location,
indoors or out, capturing what we see from direct observation.
Our drawings tell
the story of our surroundings, the places we live and where we
travel.
Our drawings are a
record of time and place.
We are truthful to
the scenes we witness.
We use any kind of
media and cherish our individual styles.
We support each
other and draw together.
As I try to grow as an
artist, recovering that which was lost so many years ago this seemed
like a good trade.
Things change and we
change.
Some things had to be
given up to allow other things to grow...
I have just finished
reading :The Tree's in my Forest” By Bernd Heinrich.
Although it is about
tree's and a forest, literally . The analogy between our lives and
his forest are quite clear, or where too me...
Tree seedlings can sit
dormant or growing very slowly for years, until conditions change,
allowing them to reach for the sun and grow.
A tree crashes to earth
as a result of old age, high winds or Ice. In doing so it
relinquishes its hold on the canopy space.
Sunlight floods the
forest floor and the sleepy seedlings reach for the skies..
In my case the tree's
that fell were the committee's. In their removal a space opened up
for this fledgling artist to reach for the sky.
Well that's the general
idea, now where is my pencil and sketchpad ? ….
“Sometimes,
to pursue a new idea, the artist must forfeit his deposit on an old
idea”. ~Robert Brault
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