Painting with the heart

September 4, 2014

When you look at a painting, do you see it with your eyes or your heart?

This is an interesting thought that occurred to me just now whilst I was half-way through a painting. I was hurriedly pushing the oil around on the canvas – desperate to offload how I felt. I stood back and sat down, as I hadn’t realised how heavy my legs felt after painting for so long. Staring at my newest of creations, a non-welcomed thought passed over me – ‘what if people don’t ‘get it’?’

Something in my brain was telling me to ignore this worry, and carry on. Unconsciously though, my thoughts still continued – ‘Will it look just a colourful mess to others?’

I then realised something – something really important in creating art. Why is that I create? For others?…No. For a great-looking painting?….No. For something that somebody on the planet will love?…No.

I paint, not because I want a nice painting. Not even because I like flowers. It’s because inside me…somewhere…is this feeling, that is different every time, that needs to escape. And honestly, I don’t know how to let that feeling out other than painting.

I understand that when others look at my artwork, they don’t recognise or see my weakness that I was feeling that day. But that’s what makes it even more special. I am the only one that can read it the way it was written.

So after that confusing random epiphany, I will now continue to just make marks where I want, and how I want. And show that worrier in the back of my mind – that she can talk to the hand!!

Love Katie xwebiteP1013284

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