Keep going

My last post was about knowing when to stop and letting go, today I'm all about the tenacity! I guess I think it takes a little of both to live an artists life. This morning my partner drove me to Little Cove for a surf. When I got out the back I realised that the swell was much bigger than I had initially thought and I was a little out of my depth. Feeling my panic rise, I tried to stay calm and paddled towards Main Beach letting the current take me towards the next point. While I didn't manage to catch anything, it was good to be out in the ocean, facing my fear and vulnerability and feeling the power of the waves. Painting can be a little like that, sometimes you take off with an idea of how its going to be, and it all changes in a moment. You never quite know where you are going to end up, but each time you practice you learn something new. Eventually, sometimes, if your lucky something magical happens, something you hadn't anticipated. But if you don't get out there and practice, trust the process, nothing will happen. I have destroyed far more canvases than I care to remember, but each time I get into the studio and paint, I love it and theres a good chance I might discover something new.