"i cant believe i did that."
last thursday i spent the day at the Studio with the intention of painting on some too-large-for-my-home canvases. i actually dont normally go to the Studio to create, i am most comfortable creating at home, but because of the sizes of the canvases i decided to make a day of it and venture the 1.5 miles down the road from my house and use the Studio as my muse.
i had 3 canvases going at once (Stephen and i are planning an event that pairs my mixed-media free-spirited style with his fine art figure painting abilities and i was supposed to be working on that, i never got there, lol!!)
as i moved around the room i had reached a point on each that either they needed to dry or i was stumped as to where to go next.
i have a couple larger in progress canvases stashed in the back room and took this piece out. i think it had been back there, stashed way in the back for about 6 months.
the initial intention of this piece was as a background or a landscape. i got to this point, loved the blending of colors and got no further
of course i had to call melissa over and ask her if she saw it too (positive reinforcement, lol) and we both got a bit giddy, i have to say!
can you see her?
not practiced in the art of figure drawing i needed some visual references, so we scoured the internet for female figures and i printed several images...some clothed, some naked, some abstract, some real, taped them to the walls as reference and began trying to pull her out of the canvas.
i started sketching her out with a watercolor pencil...this gave me the freedom to simply smooth away lines i didn't like using a baby wipe. not going to lie, getting the sketch to this point took several hours and a lot of, "hey, melissa does her ass look weird?", "is it me or is something wrong with that boob?" and "hey liz, tilt your head back and lift your arms, wheres your chin?"
when she was done i truly couldn't believe i had just done that.
i felt i had "liberated" her from the canvas
and at the same time, i myself felt liberated, like i had opened myself up in a new direction and tapped into something i hadn't known i was capable of.
it might sound super crazy (and weird), but i feel like pulling her through the canvas was a truly intimate experience.
sometimes as artists, we grow by transforming a stark white canvas into lines and color, but sometimes the canvas changes us...the way we see ourselves and the way we look at the lines and color around us.
i am so grateful for what art has taught me and so grateful to have found an audience to share it with.