Splatters of Clay

I make roses out of aluminum foil. They are beautiful and until today I have only made them available to those closest to me. Tonight I am taking a big step for me. Tonight I am going to try selling one of my roses on E-Bay.

One of my most favorite things to do is to take a fresh piece of paper, clay or plaster and just start working it into a thing of art. Drawing is particularly fun. When I start, it is usually with a soft elegant curving line of some sort. I then start to look for the familiar within that line. For me I often see human figures or forms within the simple lines and shapes. I slowly yet passionately mark the paper again and again, here then there until the image becomes first familiar, then imbued with emotion and finally polished with character and story. It works the same with sculpturing or carving. I think this sort of free flowing approach to art holds a certain purity and exhilaration . Just writing about it makes me want to draw and sculpt.

For so long my life has been run by fear. I can tell when I am afraid because I start to drag me feet and procrastinate. I become inert and lazy. Or I become scattered and unfocused. I start to squander what precious time I have on things of little or no value. I do good things, but not the best things. This year I want to commit to focus. This year is the year I become recognized as an artist. This year is the year I will make a profit from my art work. This year is the year to act despite my fear.

Time. Every day my head fills with so many ideas, there just is not enough time. So I practice purposeful, planned procrastination. I use a tickler file to put off doing things that really are not that important to get done. If you ever want to free your brain and /or planner of all those unfinished to do items, check out Getting Things Done by David Allen . It has transformed my life. I actually get more done by put things off. If it does not make sense to you, check out the book.

I am sooooo tired. Sometimes the best thing for your art is sleep.

I have recently begun a study of wealth and am starting on the path to change my own personal wealth. I have discovered that despite all logic, a fear of wealth and success overwelms me. As I study and see the real possibilities of becoming rich, I begin to feel nervous and fearful to the point of total shut down. I can not move or act. It is now my task to explore this newly discovered fear through writing and drawing in an attempt to overcome the fear and act dispite the nervousness. My life will not be controled by fear. I have lived that way before and nothing good ever comes from alife determined by fear, in fact in most cases it leads to self distruction.

I have been sick all week and tired because both my boys have been sick as well and not feeling well. That is why I have not posted. Tomorrow is a new day and with a little rest maybe a healthy and productive one.