Back to the drawing board…
You may recall I was working on my first mixed media piece and I decided to step away from it because I was unhappy with what I was doing. Last night, as I lay awake parched and unable to breathe from whatever new bug Typhoid Mary brought home from daycare, a number of ideas for this project and other mixed media projects trickled into my head.
This morning, when I finally made it out of bed for more than five minutes, I peeled my matchbooks from my canvas. I realized that I want to use them as part of an altered book. Next on the matchbook project agenda is to mosey on over to the Strand to pick out the perfect home for my matchbooks.
I am a little hesitant with regard to this project. There is so much out there in art supply land that I have never used AND there is so much I don’t know. But as my husband reminded me yesterday –
(A) Matisse got his start painting at about age 20 which was considered old to start painting and then he moved onto collage much later and was showing his work with artists half his age who had been doing collage twice as long.
(B) Art is about play.
Sometimes I forget those sorts of lessons and I scare myself into thinking I am going to “fail.” A fear of failing is how I wound up ignoring my desire to “make stuff” for so long. I guess “failure” in this case would be a piece I was not proud of, especially considering the emotional weight the subject has for me. But I am going to try and disregard any concerns of “failing” and move forward with my project.