I wrote a letter to myself in one year and I will include the very first paragraph here... One year ago I went to the newly renovated historic Avalon theater to see the amazing Lyle Lovett. The modern architecture against the old was stunning but the large white walls were void of art and looked very bare. I met with the theater director and they agreed to commission me to paint a 10 x 20 ft painting. It looks brilliant on the wall and people stop in awe and as they enter the theater something stirs in their soul.... The letter goes on from there.
As part of my homework, I have been studying fine artists. The ones that have been especially speaking to me are Paul Cezanne (French post impressionist artist who is felt to have created a bridge between 19th century art and the radically different world of art in the 20th century), and more contemporary artists Michael Flohr, Hessam Abrishami, Starka Kordic.
Studying these amazing artists, I am humbled. I have felt a lack of confidence. What am i thinking? I am but a mere amateur and that is so true. A self taught artist of only a couple of years. I considered giving up. I want to paint like these amazing artists. I've sat with my feelings and realized this is a perfect time to grow my skill and my technique while being inspired by these amazing masters. Yes it is humbling but today I will buy a blank white canvas and see what comes of it.
What causes you to feel growing pains?