This week something miraculous happened. The whole week have been reading about recovering the sense of possibility and it almost opened my mind’s eye to see the amount of possibilities out there in terms of art and how much I had kept my mind closed over the years, thinking and looking into same kind of paintings.
The miraculous thing that happened is – I had been struggling to decide something particular for this week’s artist date, and finally I decided I’ll doodle some butterflies and create stickers out of them (which I eventually did later) – this was the plan in my mind. But before I could start doing it, my inner artist wanted run away from the studio, take out white paint and mix baking powder and apply it on some old boring boxes in the kitchen (which she had seen this morning in Pinterest and had liked the idea).
I allowed her to do so, and told myself after she is done with one object, we will get back to the butterfly making project. But one thing turned into 2, into 5, and ultimately into 10 objects that day. I played like a child converting everything I could find and convert them into faux ceramics objects, as you can see by now.
It was probably the best artist date ever – in terms to how I felt. The joy of seeing something old and boring turn into something magnificent was simply an experience I’d wana have again and again.
