I am feeling a little uninspired. I recently got back into painting, but I have’t been able to paint anything of significance. Tonight, after a long session painting, I realized that I was more inspired by my brush cloth than the picture I had painted. It was fun to see the art in the unintentional act of cleaning the brushes, but it wad a little sad that this piece of paper towel was more inspired then my canvas.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t think I will ever create the next Mona Lisa, I paint because is fun and therapeutic, but it would be nice to create a piece that at least evokes an emotion.
I will continue… The journey back into art has only just begun!