Day 12 of my 30 Days of Creativity Challenge.
Too many times I’ve looked at my work, admiring with a happy heart, only to feel a bit of questioning, wondering if what I’ve created is “good enough.” It’s fleeting, lasting only a moment, but that moment of doubt is a disservice to my creation.
What I create has never been before. What I create is an original, birthed by my own hands, tears, sweat, maybe even blood. My breath … exhaled.
In the few years that I’ve been painting I’ve attempted to emulate the works of other artists I love. It’s taken me some time to learn what I enjoy creating. It’s taken me some time to develop my own likings, my own style, a deep love an appreciation for my own creations.
My art. My creations. My style. Row style.
If I’ve learned anything it’s to love and appreciate EVERYTHING about what you create. What you create deserves its just due. Loving what you create means that you must love yourself, something that many find difficult, but is important. Love of self is the greatest form of expansion. Expansion allows for the Divine, it allows for play, and it allows for greater expansion of one’s self.
Today’s creation comes from my love of the Divine, of Angels. It comes from paint skin, left over from other paintings, other creations. It comes from a love of self, from a love creating, and from a love of the promise of creating even more.
