Somehow in this precious life I need to explore this deep creativity within me. I go to the Art Gallery NSW and marvel at the art. How do they do it? Get that perfection from their mind onto their canvas? I looked closely at Del Kathryn Barton's new painting. Wow. Such detail. Yet, such an original concept of art style. It's sort of the merging of different styles to create her own signature style of art. As soon as you see one of her paintings, you immediately know who painted it. Like a Renoir or a Modiglianni. Ochre says she "hates" Renoir. I have always loved his art. Those cherub faces on women and children. So I'm reading The Artist's Way as it is a recommended support for all artists trying to navigate their artistic way through this busy routine organised and dutiful life where allegiences to work and the arduous side of life are valued highly, and there is some hintings that indulging in one's artistic side is terribly selfd indulgent. These hintings come from noone in particular - yet they are felt. I work very hard for the health department, at least, that's how I feel. T.A.W will hopefully steer me away from the feeling that I need to prove my worth through my hard work. So far I have felt very inspired by all the art I am seeing being created at these new found art groups. It's exciting. Like art communities at Heidelberg or Montmartre... people inspiring others. And I have a weekend of this to look forward to. Life drawing at AGNSW tomorrow and Sketching at Balmoral Beach on Sunday. I have to practice. I have to loosen up.
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