As an "artist" (now I usually prefer to say I'm a painter, if nothing else it is less pompus), I frequently get asked if I am painting. To which I respond "yes, I indeed I am". Painting, the manipulation of coloured mediums in many directions in order to express and convey the visual stimulation and inspiration, that flood my mind. To be honest I simply never stop and much of it is very internalized and personal. At the moment with the challenges we are all facing, I feel fortunate to have this natural outlet. I also enjoy exploring other forms of communication. One of the best to lift our spirit is discussion, through the straightforward means of chat, thus we express thoughts and emotions. But crucially we share such feelings. For me, despite being primarily a visual person, I have learned the power of the verbal expression. Words can shortcut ideas and express a range of things directly. At the moment my visual expression is a little too personal and rather raw. I need to let my current drawings and paintings settle and cure a little like a wine needing to breath. Before I feel able to share these images I require to understand and process them myself. So. through these posts, expressing my thoughts in dry words without illustration and I can keep my own mind clear.
In this truly frightening period in the history of humanity we each need to find a means to clear our minds and gather our thoughts. In short we need to keep sane. Through the darkness of night, in the absence of dear supportive friends, when I feel vulnerable, alone and overwhelmed, I think of the joys of colour. I can paint in my minds eye. So in truth I never stop painting. Of course there are many and varied ways to keep sane and find joy.
Some thoughts to share on a wet and windy, autumnal day. KB.
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