I decided to rearrange my art -mainly the canvases. Well it was a good idea at the time. I had forgotten how many "styles" I have tried. Anyhow, once it was done, I sat down at a blank canvas. Blank! Nothing original came to mind. Maybe I need a muse, or perhaps an experience to bring on some inspiration. Like Barry Mannillow (don't judge me) said, "Could ya' maybe give me something? 'cause the feelin' is gone and I must get it back right away." In his case, the issue was not inspiration, but realization that his wife is coming home and he has lost his feelings for her. But, I digress.
Since I have started painting I have mainly worked in acrylics. Oils are above my skill levels pastels too messy, and water colors -- well that's a whole 'nuther kettle of fish. Inspiration comes from random things I see. It can be how someone is dressed, a scenic landscape, something I heard that brought back a memory. But the agony of a blank canvas is torture and only gets worse with a blank mind. Finally, brush down, walk away, nothing to see here - literally. I pray to the gods of art, "And I've looked high, and low and everywhere I possibly can." I bet the old masters never found themselves in this dilemma. Not that I am on that scale, Heck, I'm not in the same universe.
No doubt something will come to mind, eventually. " 'cause the feelin' is gone and I must get it back right away". In reality, this is nothing major, not a First World problem, it may be a Champagne problem. Maybe I'll give this up for a while.
Wait, something just came to mind. . . . .
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