"Allow your judgments their own undisturbed development, which, like any unfolding,
must come from within and can by nothing be forced or hastened.
Everything is gestation and then birth.
To allow each impression and each embryo of a feeling to complete itself in the dark,
in the unsayable, the not-knowing, beyond the reach of one's own understanding,
and humbly and patiently to await the dawning of a new clarity:
that alone is the way of the artist -
in understanding as in creating."
There are days when I've had enough of sewing exact quarter inches, carefully cutting strips, pinning so that points match, etc. Sometimes I need the mess, the scribble, the colored pencils without the eraser. Sometimes I simply crave another medium. This is when I plunge into my art journals.
It is here where I record wonderful quotes that I have read, things that I cannot bear to forget....and I draw. I sit in a patch of sun with a ruler, a compass, and a big inspiring box of colored pencils and gel pens.
I fade from that sense of time. I get sucked into these moments as I watch color rise from the empty page. I am lost without these days.
Life is wonderful and full of blessings but not always kind. It is in these pages that I find courage, peace, and renewed energy.