How a Sea Bird is Born: Me Making Art
December 16, 2014
The eclectically-feathered guy stares longingly toward a sailboat at sea. His friends are already airborne, headed for that nautical perch. “Should I fly?” the bird wonders. The weather is patchy. The ocean is rough. “What if I don’t make it,” the little bird voice in his head chirps. “Is it worth trying?”
Yes, little bird. Yes.
I’ll tell you a story: when I sat down with a huge blank canvas the day this bird was “born” he was in my mind. I needed to get him out. Inktense pencils to the pad, I sketched, colored and shaded him. All the while wondering if I had the talent to draw this fictional fowl. Would people laugh at it? What if people hated the finished piece? What if they whisper that my art is unreal--uber ugly--and they refuse to ever speak to me again?!
Once I got into the creative-art-focused zone (and after a glass of Charles Smith’s smooth, red Velvet Devil wine), the scared little Staci voice in my head shut up. And so, with Spotify blasting Pink Martini hits, I finished birthing the bird. Now to take the initial watery-colored drawing, and funk it up with some collage. Snip and snip papers aplenty. Add glue. Then time for fun with acrylic paints.
After digitizing the pic (and another glass of wine), my computer pal Photoshop jumped onboard to add the finishing touches: the finished Sea Bird finally stared longingly toward a sailboat. Sheer happiness overtook me. I LOVED this piece of art! “Amazing. Unique and cool,” I knew confidently. “I don’t care if people hate it. My heart was dangerously joyous during the process--making it a worthwhile endeavor.” And the Sea Bird took flight.
Just goes to prove that you can make a thing where no thing existed if you just turn off that meddling mental naysayer in your noggin. Available as a print up to 24” x 36” and a nifty pack of 6 flat, 5” x 7” notecards with accompanying envelopes for $10.95. http://etsy.me/1AsTFy6
Staci Lindblad plays with paints, pens, pencils and paper aboard her floating art studio/houseboat docked at DC’s Washington Channel. “I am edgy art cards,” she admits smilingly.
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