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Later is now, again.

Notes on reviving a painting practice

"Look, Honey--it's artists!"

8/11/2019

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Uncontrolled and uncomfortable painting on the rocky shores of Maine. (Above quote heard from a passing hiker above us.)
About me: I paint in the controlled comfort of my studio, and I take my time.
 
About painting outdoors: It is the opposite of that.
 
And so, I was nearly trembling with nervousness when I set up my outdoor easel for the FIRST TIME on the painter’s paradise that is Monhegan Island (12 miles off the coast of Maine) for a week-long plein-air painting workshop. (I intended to use it beforehand to get a feel for it, but I, uh, didn’t.) I chose a shady spot with no one around. Then my instructor set up next to me.  His wife set up on my other side. I was already discombobulated, now I was anxious. My hands didn’t know where my tools were. Did I bring the right brushes? I’m hungry. After two hours, I could tell that first painting was awful, and I didn’t even try to finish it. 
 
But then! I ate something, threw away the bad painting—literally and mentally—and went out to a different location. By the second time, I was already more confident. Each day we went to a new spot, which meant each day had an element of uncertainty, but any anxiety from that fact turned to excitement. By mid-week I looked and felt (maybe even smelled) like a seasoned outdoor painter, and my friends and I still made “studio time” in our apartment to finish up our outdoor work at the end of each day. We combined both worlds into a happy balance.
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Inside! It's under control, trust me.
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10/12/2020 07:44:18 am

When it comes to painting, I always say that you should paint in a place where you are most comfortable to be at. I experienced the same thing when I first started painting because my mother enrolled me in an art class. It was fun, but I was definitely not at my best because I felt too self-conscious that everyone was judging my work before I even get to finish what I was painting. I asked my mother to allow me to paint in my room instead and it was the best decision I have ever made when it comes to my art. In my room, I feel safe and so it was easier for me to paint what I wanted to express.

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    After settling into various desk jobs, I always said I'd get back to painting later in life, and later is now. Again means that I tried once before. I decided to write about my painting endeavor, too, as a learning tool, an accountability tool,  and to stay sharp in case I have to go back to a desk job. Again.

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