Tag: My Art Journey

The Time it Takes

Time.

I often ponder on time. My time, the time I have to do or accomplish certain things, the time I get to spend with my kids, family and friends. Time for myself, time for exercise, time to dream. I never realised how much time would go into planning my time and deciding how much time to spend on each of my priorities (that includes writing 5 school speeches this week and attending rugby matches). And as an artist, time takes on a new dimension.

The challenge is that the longer a piece takes, the less its actually worth. With each passing hour my wage per hour reduces and the fact of the matter is that I will in all likelihood never really earn what I spent in hours.

Pastel Waterbuck Painting
‘Kobus’ 40cm x 60cm Pastel Pencils on Pastelmat

Having attempted to be more ‘loose’ and spend less time on detail has proved to be a disaster. What you don’t see is that behind the scenes I am also trying different other mediums, attempting different subjects and playing around. Not a lot – those commissions are waiting for me you know – but just trying something different here and there. Trying to see if there is another way to add to my income. The fact of the matter is that this is my only income.

Having tried different things I have come to one not-so-astounding (at this point) conclusion. I love detail. I flourish on trying to get the hair just right, creating the texture on a nose or horn. I just love discovering details in my subjects that I’ve never noticed, exploring the feeling of the detail, imagining what touching them would feel like. That is me – I am the can’t-back-down-from-detail freak.

Drawing vs Photo
‘Kobus’ Drawing vs Reference Photo

Detail takes time.

Detail doesn’t allow fat sloppy lines and a couldn’t-care-less attitude. Detail is patient and precise. Detail sometimes doesn’t allow me to sleep 8 hours.

In the end I want to create art that I am proud of. Art that is me, art that combines a sensitive hand with a love for all things alive. I want to capture the essence and grace of our animal kingdom – whether its a well-loved dog of questionable breed or a majestic kudu.

And that takes time.

One Moment of Insane Courage

Have you ever read a phrase that just embedded itself in your mind even though you cannot really remember the context?

Last week an artist friend of mine asked me how I market my work and there it was, popping into my mind like a Perdespookbossie.  Also referred to as the Candelabra flower, they seemingly pop up out of the earth with a head of dark reddish pink flowers.  Once dry they roll around (presumably scaring horses in the process!) like a tumble weed, scattering their seeds.

My tumbleweed came out of nowhere: I market via one moment of insane courage.  It started me thinking though.  A lot of what we do as artists are moments of insane courage.  Even taking the leap to identifying yourself as an artist takes courage – it means putting yourself and your vision and your interpretation out there in the world for people to see and, well, lets face it: judge.

More often than not we don’t even need the judgement of others as we are usually our own worst critics.  But as I have mentioned before, we cannot evolve and develop without a measure of self criticism.

You might find yourself facing fear of a different kind when presented with a new challenge – something simple like an item you have never drawn, a medium you have never used or an audience you didn’t prepare for.  Yet it is in accepting those challenges and facing your fears and just realising that the only way out is through that you discover courage and experience growth.  In those moments your boundaries shift, your intuitive artistic nature expands and you open a new world within yourself.  One moment of insane courage might just be saying yes when you want to shout no or drawing that first line when all you want to do is start a new drawing.

In my experience marketing yourself is very much the same.  The worst that can happen is a ‘no thank you’. Making peace with the negative responses means accepting that we are all different and that we are all entitled to prefer different versions of art.  A ‘no thank you’ shouldn’t ever be seen as personal – especially where art is involved.  Grab that moment and show your work, show yourself and you will be surprised at the amount of yesses that will follow in the wake.

There are moments when I am unsure whether its me or the courage that is insane, but I am thankful for those glimmering moments. Fear doesn’t stop bad things from happening and it certainly doesn’t stop failing – but it does stop life. In my life, art is life and my wish (as I mentioned on my Facebook page today) is that your love for being creative will always outweigh your fear of failure.

No go forth and make art!

Pencil Blessings

August 2018

August was a month in which dreams came true, which is also why I was quite absent from my blog.

Some time ago I was lucky enough to be contacted by Andre from Artsavingsclub.co.za – a brand new online art shop.  I had come across them while searching for some arty thing and had already dealt with the very professional staff and was completely astounded when Andre and I started talking about running their blog.  In Artsavingsclub I encountered like-minded people as enthusiastic about the industry as I am and while trying not to sound too over-the-moon I wanted to jump at the opportunity with both hands, feet and well, everything else!  Writing has been a secret passion of mine since forever, so its the marriage of many passions.  

On 20 August we published the very first blog – you can have a look at that post here.

At the moment we are working on a lot of different topics to interest and entice all the art-lovers and art-supply addicts and I am very grateful to be affiliated with the Artsavingsclub family.  I am so excited at the prospect of talking and connecting with other artists.

Then on 25 August I married the man whom I want to journey with.  In Christo I have found someone who supports all my imaginings, who makes every ordinary day extraordinary in its simple contentedness.  He lifts my spirit while at the same time grounding my whimsical nature.

Our day was spectacular – a simple open-air affair under the stars, complete with full moon and surrounded by the people we love.  If I had dreamt it it could not have been more perfect!  As with all weddings I cannot believe its already over!

4 days later another dream came true when Andre sent me a message showing me the latest edition of The South African Artist Magazine – so unreal and humbling to be featured in their September issue.  I can never wait for the latest edition and I think it hasn’t sunk in yet that this edition featured my work.  What an absolute honour!

After a month like that, one might wonder what next!  Today we are off to Botswana for a rough and tough 4×4 trip into nowhere and I am looking forward to recharging my soul, being inspired and coming back guns blazing.  I have so many ideas and new things I want to try, so many drawings haunting my dreams that I am already rearing to go.

As an artist I have always been interested in different genres and mediums and after listening to a podcast about being multi-passionate I think I am finally giving myself permission to follow all my wild dreams.

In the end all I can do is step back and be grateful for new opportunities and dreams.  So I am sending my thanks out there and also setting my intent to work hard, play hard and enjoy this journey!

Pencil Blessings xxx

 

The Problem with Perfectionism

I read a quote the other day by Kim Collins: ‘Strive for continuous improvement, instead of perfection’.

As a self-confessed left brain creative, I admit that ‘perfection’ is something always on my mind.  I watch endless hours of youtube art channels by amazing artists who have, in my opinion anyway, attained that hallowed place where perfection meets art.  I watch how they effortlessly seem to simply put pencil to paper and create pieces of art imitating life in a way I have rarely seen. I analyse each moment, the way they hold the pencils, the direction they draw in, the colours they use.  On my screen the dogs and horses of the world come to life, the big cats seem ready to pounce and the birds ready to fly away.

With each drawing I focus on something that I want to be better in, whether it be a more realistic anatomically correct drawing, or maybe better contrast and shading, or simply using colour in a smarter way.  I spend eons staring at the reference image (yes – I work from reference images!) trying to recreate it.  I want it to be perfect, but I never seem to actually get to perfect.  Looking at the finished piece I concentrate on the flaws and when someone asks me to try a human face or an eagle I cringe away, too afraid that I won’t do it justice.

Right there perfectionism becomes my enemy.  When wanting to attain a level of perfection to such a degree that you shy away from even trying, perfectionism is no longer your friend.  And yes – guilty as charged!!

Then a funny thing happened.  Andre – the amazing human behind artsavingsclub.co.za, sent me a few tester pencils to review.  Included were two pastel pencils.  I have been a little hesitant to try pastel pencils as I know they can be messy, but I tried them and was immediately in love with the rich pigment.  Two pencils and I suddenly wanted more!  My mom, who has been slowly acquiring her own selection of pencils had purchased a set that proved difficult to colour with for the same reason – messy.  So, I swopped two sets of colouring pencils that I don’t use anymore for her pastel pencils, ordered a couple of my favourites from the other brand, patiently waited for the Pastelmat and there I was, ready to do it.  But of course, wanting to be perfect, I was afraid to do something big.  I decided on a Lilac-breasted Roller – smallish, bright and hey, I’ve done one before right?  So how hard could it be?

It ended up being more fun than I ever anticipated and I even used some of my other coloured pencils in between and it became a lovely experiment with no intention of being perfect.  I had no expectation and could enjoy the process of creating free from the burden of chasing perfection.

As I mentioned I had done a Lilac-Breasted Roller before, and that is where the biggest aha-moment happened.  I could directly compare the images and even I am able to admit the difference between the version I did late in 2016 and this one is big.  It might not be perfect, but there is a definite improvement and isn’t that what the pursuit of perfection is actually about?

So here I am making a midweek May 30th resolution – I am unfriending Perfect.  I am letting it go and focusing on the fun, and hopefully in another year-and-a-half I can draw another Lilac-Breasted Roller.

Would you like to see the difference?  I am cringing at the prospect of sharing this, but here goes.  Practice might not make perfect, but it does fuel improvement!

As a sidenote to this – notice the funny-looking white stuff on the 2016 image?  That is because I wasn’t using artist-quality archival mediums as I am now, but at that point I was just starting my drawing journey.  That however is a blogpost all on its own!

Now go out and create something that scares you silly!

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