Judging Your Work
I have learned from personal experience to let the creative flow just flow. Judge later after it is done. Here’s a great article discussing just that from An Artist in Brooklyn Blog @ Creative Blocks.
Dee Wilcox’s comments from Creative Perch, who’s commented on my blog are worth perusing. She’s got a wonderfully informative blog too, btw, even though, I’ve noticed it takes long to load when it used to not (FYI, Dee).
Short post today because I’m en route traveling back from Sewanee, TN (dropping off my son for his final year, we hope) then traveling to KY to photograph over 1,000 pictures to archive my Aunt’s paintings. What an endeavor that no one else wanted to do. Left to the other artist in the family, I guess….
One more note, while I’m thinking about it. As I was writing this, I stopped to read an article that my husband called to my attention in The National Journal, Two Noble Young Men by Stuart Taylor. It was about the two Weeks brothers that I wrote about in a previous post. I’m not surprised by this necessarily because they were remarkable young men and their family has many literary connections. However, I was struck by the priest who gave the homily at their memorial service. It happened to be The Rev. John Thomas. He was the chaplain at St. Andrews School in MD, where they attended. John Thomas is now the Head of St. Andrews-Sewanee School, where my son Jackson attends. He also happens to be a Sewanee classmate of mine and I’ve done artwork for St. Andrews in MD, where my older son’s godfather was the chaplain before John Thomas. Mysterious connections abound. His words struck a deep chord about how we try to make sense of the senseless but there are no words to make “tidy sense of the death of innocents…[when everything] morphs into a broad snapshot of chaotic disorder.” He was standing on the mountain bluff overlooking a glorious sunset when he got the news. He went on to say that “the process of railing just created an emptiness.” It was seeing all who had gathered and had been touched by these young men that made sense and a way to celebrate that was to go out and seize the day just as they had in their accomplishments.
Produce and live the creative flow. Be thankful and judge later.
casart
I'm an artist, wife and mother of two boys. I started my illustration business, The Occasional Palette over 35 years ago, when my oldest son was an infant. Once my children were in school, I began painting decorative, faux finishes and murals through my second business, Casart, now over 30 years old. My third business, Casart Coverings, is a springboard from my second. Click on the link on the sidebar to see innovative, custom, designer wallcovering, removable and reusable wallpaper and coordinating decor.
