I feel like I haven’t painted in weeks! I was starting to feel guilty, depressed and even questioning why I bothered!! Crippled with indecision about style, medium, and subject matter…I finally know from experience that the solution is to pick something, just anything, and start painting. First the ground, then the sketch, and suddenly I’m “in it”. Time disappears and the silly self doubt disappears. I started this one last night from a reference photo by Velinar Ivanovo from @Unsplash, a great resource for artists!
I chose this image first, for it’s simplicity, because of my self doubt, I knew that I had to choose something easy, so I didn’t “shoot myself in the foot”. Secondly, I love the sense of mystery, the delicate fabric of her robe, her melancholy. It tells a story, and I want to share human stories…
My Painted Life 
The solitary impression, how winter ‘locks us up’ in a prison of self-accepted immobility and makes us feel incapable, frozen in creative hibernation. We must kick a hole in the ice and access the limitless body of living water underneath. Soon the power of the seasons will melt away inhibitions and we can dive in, once again.
Beautiful, Tahirih!
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It’s been a hard winter for sure! Thanks so much for your kind comments, Steve!
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