Sometimes nothing works

It has been a while since I wrote and how ironic it is that my last blog was talking about how everything just works. In the last week my whole life has been trying to spiral out of control. I have a control issue...not the kind of control you might be thinking but my control has to do with controlling the way I am treated and the kind of situations I allow myself to be put into. It is no secret to the people that know me that as I child I was put into all kinds of terrible situations in which I had no control. So as an adult I have to remember to separate myself from the emotions that getting into similar circumstances can trigger. I have come a long ways in my emotional growth and now I think I have been given a pop quiz. How will I score?

Sometimes every thing just works

Have you ever had times when all your painting just works...no struggling or "do overs"? Well that has been the way it has been for me the last few days.
Some times I switch over to that artistic side of my brain and can be lost there for several days. When I am not painting I am researching or reading art magazines. I go until I am exhausted only to fall asleep and paint in my dreams. I keep going careful not to do anything to hinder this artistic ride.
Once I start doing such things as paying bills or something as simple as following a recipe...then its over. I don't know how much sense all this is making but I guess it is best decibed as that "place" an artist goes to except sometimes, if I am lucky I can stay there for several days.
The work I have done the past few days has been fun and easy. I am really happy with the way the paintings are turning out.
Lets hope it all continues tomorrow even though I was interupted while writing this and spent the last hour looking for medical receipts...AHHHH!
Well if anyone out there has experienced anything like I have been talking about I would love to know I am not alone!

Sons coming home

Well its Monday and after spending the morning running errands I am back in the studio. I have several paintings to finish and four more ready to start. I hope to post pictures of the finished ones by the end of the week. I feel more on top of things and more mentally organized then I did last week. My husband keeps reminding me not to under estimate the stress and anxiety having the boys in Iraq has on my life. Sometimes I can use my art to escape for a while but it is hard not to be worried. Last week I read a story about a rocket going off where one of my sons works and it took 3 days before I was able to confirm that he was ok. The only thing you can do during those times is pray and trust God to protect them. Very soon they both will be home on leave. I can not wait to see them. It has been 9 months since we last saw them. It is going to be hard to send them back for 3 more months but at least they only have a little time left.

My first blog

Today I set up my first blog. So far I would have to say the hardest part of this is coming up with a name...sounds crazy coming from an artist. We are supposed to be "creative". One of the hardest things for me to do is come up with a compostition for a painting. I lay at night in a semi sleep and creative ideas flood my brain. It is like I have so many thoughts and ideas to put down on canvas but they refuse to come out in my conscience state. It is like a giant roadblock or plug that is holding every thing in. On top of being frustrated sometimes I feel lost. After a long night painting in my dreams I was ready to try and recreate my nighttime paintings. I took a small canvas and started to "scribble" with acryllic. The painting turned into a woman holding her hand out. I feel like I need to paint something that describes the feelings of a mother whose children are at war. I need to put my fears down somehow on canvas and that is where I come to now. How do I express myself with paint.