I hoped some of you would comment and say what you remembered about your first ever painting and how it made you feel. And perhaps why you did or did not continue. I find it strange that on two occasions mine were inspired by illness; once as a child; I was so proud that I could copy the colours of the dressing up doll clothes and again as an adult. It’s so easy when taken ill to slip into depression, thinking of nothing but the pain. Art completely takes over your conscious mind and you have simply no time to think about the pain or how bad you are feeling. Even drawing a cup and saucer takes such concentration that you can’t think of anything else.
Never think that you can’t draw or paint or create something. You can- everyone can. Can you bake a cake? Can you stick pictures on a greetings card? Can you knit or embroider; can you do needle felting? You’ve created a work of art.
Art doesn’t have to be just watercolour or oils. The first thing I bought when we moved house was a huge chest of drawers for my art materials and I was horrified that I filled it so quickly. There are watercolours, oils, acrylics, pencils, watercolour pencils, brushes by the dozens, palettes, numerous easels, charcoal, pastels paper and mounts. Who else would send their husband to Aldi to buy 6 rotary pencil sharpeners when they were on offer? Next to it I have a large box with sewing machine, threads, half finished embroidery and several massive bags of wool and needles. Half of my wardrobe is filled with bolts of fabric for quilting. I’m now learning how to knit model dogs,
and recently knitted a jacket out of the fur from my own dogs. Next on the list (I think we need a bigger house) is a spinning wheel and lessons. Do they all get used? Of course not. I recently gave away a set of interactive paints- the sort that can be reworked by spraying with water. They just were not for me. My pastels haven’t been touched in years because they gave me asthma; the same with charcoal but they stay in the drawers because one day, maybe one day!!!! The box full of acrylics that I won last year hasn’t even been opened yet because I’ve been concentrating so hard on other media. The embroidery that I started 20 years ago is still on its frame but the Millennium cross stitch picture that I started 6 months before the turn of the century finally got finished 2 years later..
I still have bags and bags of fabrics for patchwork and quilting but haven’t done any for about 3 years. I will get round to it again. A change is as good as a rest. Last Christmas I started to practice with a completely new medium. More next time……..
by Diana Hudson