Inspiration is a funny thing, it can come from so many different places, forms, images…planned or not.
This definition from Dictionary.com explains it well for me:
“A Divine influence directly and immediately exerted upon the mind or soul.”
I am constantly praying and hoping for inspiration especially when I have an event or show that needs work from me. It usually works the same way:
1. I am invited to be in a show, yeay!
2. Please send samples of work, done.
3. We need 4-5 pieces to display, um.
4. The show is in 2 weeks now, oy.
5. Inspiration, why do you elude me so?
6. One week before show: getting painting done.
7. Two days before show: this is bad, really bad, nothing is done.
8. Night before show: painting, finishing, hanging frantically.
9. Sort of sleep but keep thinking of what I have forgotten to do and could get done in the morning.
10. Day of show, drop off work and gush about how I have been working on these for weeks…tirelessly.
You would think after years of this routine, I would change something to make my life a little easier. Sure, having a full time job or two, a husband and 2 dogs would allow for that but it doesn’t always. It’s hard to change ones personality right?
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Back to inspiration, if only I could paint on the spot or get a good photo of something immediately when inspiration hits. Then I could get right into the studio and start that magical work of creation! I guess that is most artists’ dream, right? It all looks and sounds and feels so glorious to imagine it falling into place like that but reality is a beast most of the time.
Generally I rely on my memory of an inspiring moment to do the work that I feel needs to be done. I think that if I remember it vividly and clearly then it must be something I have to paint, whether it’s now or later. This did happened this past year when a very dear friend of mine was speaking at a women’s event for the first time. She spoke on Metamorphosis and was just lovely: nervous, funny, insightful, exciting and did I mention nervous?
What I remembered most about her and the event were the images & metaphors she not only painted in my mind about change spiritually and physically but the ones she had for her presentation. They felt freeing to me and new, even though a lot of them were familiar like a caterpillar that turns into a butterfly. Yet God spoke to me through her and it just lifted me and awakened my Spirit in a way I didn’t forget. Inspiration.
That day led me to an image that wouldn’t leave my mind, and therefore I needed to paint. So I worked on it for some time but I think I got it pretty close to what was in my mind.
“Metamorphosis” Acrylic on canvas
So at least I got this one done and now it’s on to the next one. Until then I will continue to look and pray for inspiration on a regular basis until something sparks it again to get me into the studio and maybe, just maybe, I won’t wait until I have a show to get lots of work done.