Got started on this one earlier today so that I was sure I could get it finished and posted as early as possible. It still took many hours but these are so much fun to work on so the time just flies by and except for the fact that my hand is sore (maybe a bit too much drawing these days...and my iron grip doesn't really help either). I started this daily art practice with the desire to just get into the habit of making art daily...I mean, I can't really call myself an artist if I don't actually make art, right? I definitely think I'm in the groove now as far as consistency of art making but what I'm really gaining through this process is connection to my artistic intuition and to trust that little voice. I had several starts and stops with this piece. I already had the poem created but I just couldn't think of what to do with the art part. Truth is, though, so much of art making seems to be (for me at least) beyond thought. I scribbled a few lines on the page, thinking I'd go one direction but found other inspiration in those lines and went in a totally different direction. After I had the main items drawn in I started thinking about the background and again ended up in a different place than where I started. Finally, I had imagined that this would be all just black and white (or cream since that's the color of the paper), using just the black pen and graphite shading but as I was just getting ready to start that shading, I had a sense that I should use color instead. I'm so glad I listened to that small voice because I think the color helps those focal items pop more than pencil shading would have, especially since the background ended up being more prominent than I first thought it would. I like this piece. I love the poem and while the background is kind of busy, I love the dimension in it and in the focal items. This item is for sale for $80 plus S&H. Please email me if you'd like to buy it now...I'll likely have it posted on my Etsy shop shortly. Please consider supporting an independent artist :)
Here's the poem:
“Miracle” from Henry David Thoreau’s Walden
we commit ourselves to uncertainties
compelled to live,
reverencing our life,
All change is a miracle;
a miracle which is taking place every instant.