I've often discussed the challenges I face when I paint...like struggling with adding too much or not enough...and sometimes I wonder why I enjoy it so very much. Even though it does cause me some anguish, I don't think that there is anything else that I do that keeps me in the moment quite like painting does. Regardless of whether I'm happy with the work I'm creating or happy with the process at the time, I'm still so focused on what I'm doing, paying close attention to them marks and colours I use as I use them, stepping back regularly to see what's working and what isn't. It's a refreshing feeling...that feeling of zen. No worries about the past or the future, just being totally present. That's what keeps me coming back. In fact, whenever I stay away from painting too long (which can mean as little as a day or two) I become quite anxious. So, in spite of the trepidation I feel whenever I'm trying a new layer, it's totally worth it. Plus, I do know from experience that the layers are what adds interest to the finished piece. Always.
AIRdirondack Art Project