I'm often asked how I manage to create so much work annually but I have to be honest...there are definite lulls and times that the work feels like absolute drudgery and times that I feel that everything I do is garbage and I wish I was like somebody else, anybody else. But art also saves me.
I struggle with setting boundaries on my time and on how I expect to be treated by others plus, with a family history of clinical depression and addictions I know that I can self-sabotage and end up feeling awful, I often experience that gut-wrenching feeling of inadequacy and non-belonging...and when I feel that way I know that all I need to do is hit my studio.
I bring a cup of delicious tea (these days if it isn't Starbucks matcha tea latte it's Cream of Earl Grey at home), light a beeswax candle, turn on CBC Radio and pull out canvas and paint. And it doesn't matter the time of day or night, if I can't sleep I head to my studio, if I'm away from home I always carry a Moleskin and pen or pencil or watercolour pan with me. I write and doodle and paint and feel much, much better. It's the cure for everything that ails me.
9/5/2014 07:23:43 am
Thank your for your honest sharing,Veronica. You are speaking for all of us for sure!
9/7/2014 05:12:20 am
Oh, thank you Adriana...your words are always a balm for my soul.
9/7/2014 07:06:43 am
Great photo; nothing like the restorative powers of a good cup of tea and the soothing tones of CBC radio.
9/8/2014 12:14:50 am
That's definitely my process...and don't you just love Pinterest?
9/14/2014 10:45:49 am
I think that was one misconception I had when I first began this life as a professional artist...that once you have found your place everything would be easy and seamless. But I've learned it's a all a matter of continual learning and growth.
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