Dry spells and inspirations

Sometimes I think of myself, the artist-self, as a surrogate. That works of arts..music, paintings, poetry…are already created,floating out there in space awaiting manifestation.  An available artist presents herself and facilitates that creation..puts pen to paper, brush to canvas…and brings to life that work of art. It’s random or serendipitous or both.

I have been experiencing a dry spell. Or maybe I was just too tired. Either way, I wasn’t painting. Until these ravens came into my life. A work commissioned by a friend for the wedding of her son.

“Three ravens, wearing glasses please, and an egg..to represent their family.” I put it off too long. I pondered ideas, wondered, tried to create…but nothing. Then the deadline approached and I forced myself to focus..to be available. I presented myself as ready and the image came through me quickly. I was relieved and pleased.

Below are images of the work, from start to finish.

I especially love the egg, and the composition of the whole piece. I stepped out my usual box. Growth!

It is titled, appropriately,  Family Tree.