For most of my life I have felt artistically dead. Now I know that writing and piano are technically an "art", but I mean in the sense that I cannot- draw
with any semblance of expertise or ease. All of my drawings look like flat potatoes, and nothing goes as planned. Recently, my mother and I decided to take up watercoloring. I had received a really nice set of watercolor pencils years before, and I finally wanted to use them. So we tried it, and found that it was actually something we enjoyed. Here I am three months later, feeling not too bad about my creations for someone who is "artistically dead".
A picture of some of my watercolor experiments was requested, so here they are!
|I saw something like this on Pinterest and decided to try it.|
Through watercoloring, I can see that my creativity has grown. I now look at the world around me and see it as one giant mess of color and patterns and beauty whereas before I just saw it as a story waiting to be written. Now it's a mix of both. I also went all creative on my journal the other day.
Yes, those are Saturn quotes that I wrote 'cuz I'm a hopeless Sleeping At Last fanatic. I'm listening to them right now. I've started becoming more creative with my lunches. Instead of going for canned soup, I'm now making pesto tomato sandwiches that are awesome. I've been in a really creative mood lately.Playing with colors and the intensity of the hues is so relaxing. Watercolor is a really forgiving medium. Anywho, that's my watercolor/creativity post!