Splatters of Clay

Tomorrow we are flying to San Diego... for free! I hope to visit several art galleries while I am out there. I will let you know how it goes.

Wow! this past weak or so has been crazy hard. I entered three works in a local art show. While one of the pieces made it to the final cut, ultimately none of my art made it in. AAAARRGH! Failure is part of success. I am back to post on this blog. Every time black discouragement filled my heart to near overwhelming, a solid steady voice would ring true through my brain and resonate softly but clearly through the gloom of my soal. And who's voice was it, but none other then Donald Trump! who would of thought. His sustaining words repaeted over and over again, "Never give up, never give up." Thank you Mr. Trump. Your words cam at a time of great need. The drawing that almost made it was one of my fovorites called " Fracture ." Many who have seen it in person ask if it is tile or stone, but it is conte crayon on gesso, with a bit of acrylic paint in the background. You see more of my artwork by going to my website, www.wwacko.com or my ETSY site, The Art of R-Jay ...

I recently came accross a concept concerning commitment. It went something like this. When one commits himself then providence can step in. Commitment means a dedication of heart and mind. It means purposeful action towards an established goal. Today I am commiting my heart and mind to the creation and distribution of my art work. I am dedicating 10 to 12 hours a week to my art. Today I took action and it felt so good, excillerating, energizing. The difference today was a dedication of the heart. I am in the game to play, for the love of the game that is art. Because of my passion and love of the game, I will win the game. My victory will be measured by the money it generates for me.

There is a show coming up the middle of this month. Entries have to be turned in this Friday. I have a drawing I want to submit, but it needs a more professional looking frame. Today I bought the wood and some clamps, and I tried to shape the wood with my new router. Fun! Not fun, I could not get the router to work properly! I am frustrated to say the least. But it is exciting. I have failed and in that failure is an opportunity to learn . If I can learn, I can still win. The point is to enter the show and win one of the prizes. I have always bee a little weak on my presentation of my art. Not this time. I refuse to accept mediocrety. I will not give up! I will create a beveled edge! It sounds silly, but victory comes with the small steps. I can make a frame that looks great.

I am a doodler. Many people are. The human mind is so amazing. It processes information so fast, far faster then we can often receive it, especially if it is someone talking at us. I personally get fidgety and bored very easily. I do not claim ADHD or anything, my mind just likes to wander. The only way I survived the humdrum of high school was through doodling either with pen/pencil and paper or my preferred method, through clay. I almost always carried clay with me where ever I went, even in college. Even today, if I have to attend a training or long meeting, I will doodle and in some rare cases I will even bring clay or wax and make little sculptures. It is fun, relaxing, and I actually learn better if I can keep my hands busy. Many presenters and teacher have marveled at my ability to retain information, provide valuable insite, activily engage even while my hands flutter around a piece of clay continually molding it into something of beauty. To all you doodlers out there, do not s...