I first had the call to paint last Fall.
I indulged my desire and bought a beginner set of bright acrylic paints and a plain wooden box. I sat outside all day, enjoying the coolness of the shade and primed and painted for hours. I painted on paper, on pieces of plywood and, of course, my box. I painted flowers and rainbows and butterflies. I used toothpicks dipped in black paint to write one of my favorite poems on the top of the box.
I love that box. It has a special place in my home office, my sanctuary. It is by no means a work of art, except in my eyes. A child could have painted it. And, in a way, a child did.
Painting all day was an incredible experience. It was the kind of experience I usually only have when writing or creatively designing/developing a solution to a problem-usually involving some type of software.
It was one those joyful, relaxing, in ‘the-flow” days when time seems to stand still. In the moments when I awake for just a minute, I feel as if I have discovered the meaning of life. It is a deliciously intoxicating feeling of joy, love, peace, and oneness with the world.
But, as much as that day meant to me, I put my paints away and never took them out again.
Why? I am not really sure. Fear? But, what am I afraid of?
A few months ago the call to paint returned and since then I have meet an inspiring, generous community of creative artists and painters on Twitter that has only added fuel to the flame of desire.
Sometimes I feels as if the universe is trying to tell me something.
This past Sunday the desire arose in my heart stronger than ever and I journaled simply – “I want to paint.” It was the first time I truly articulated the call, the desire to paint to myself.
The idea to find a painting teacher has drifted into my consciousness.
I do not know where this desire, this call to paint is coming from, but I am learning to acknowledge my heart and follow where it goes.
This isn’t a blog post where I end with a question or an answer for the reader.
This is a blog post where I simply acknowledge to myself, and to the world, the call I feel to paint. It is a new and unfolding leg of my creative journey to self-discovery that I simply wanted to share.