Do you ever notice how time flies when you're really into working with the materials? Do you ever notice how when you WANT to get something done you just turn all your focus into what you're doing? It's amazing when that happens. Making art is one of those tasks that lets us focus in on the moment. We let all of the energy that we have within ourselves and put it onto paper or canvas. We use paint, pencils, charcoal, chalk, and pastels. It's kind of like a release.
Sometimes we may not know what we're doing, or where the end point is, but we know it when we get there. Is art ever done? Does art ever end? Is living an art?
Questions you may want to think about as you're making, creating, scratching, throwing, crumbling, mixing, and inventing.
What is your definition of art? Does time seem to disappear when you are in the moment of making something?
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