Found a pack of water colors in my drawer last week, so played around and explored a bit, making some rough quickies. Pretty soon found out I did not have the right kind of paper to make it work, but it was fun non the less! Been doing some thinking about creativity and art. Actually meditating a bit on my workout routine got me thinking. I mean, why is it that I make progress, have so much fun and just get into flow with the workout, but all of that seems to be lacking in my art at the moment? I really feel nothing when I put pen to paper, and I get easily distracted.
The funny thing is, I enjoy the workout so much, but I almost never post about it, talk about it or share it with others. When it comes to art I document it all, and mostly I think about a reason for doing art. I got two widely different mindsets for my art and my exercise, and one seems to be working much better. It’s like making an image in itself isn’t enough on it’s own (which it should be, as my friends pointed out when posting about this on Facebook). When going to the gym, each time there makes me feel…good. I feel like I had fun, like the workout on its own was worth something more than just the act of lifting heavy junk or running fast. I think I might be looking at the wrong place, when it comes to art. Earlier when posting about the Art Project I mentioned that the end goal was to level up my skills to be able to express myself trough art. I think that might have been the goal in the beginning, but the goal has changed somewhere along the way.
I don’t want to jump to any conclusions, but I think there is no “end goal” for my art. I think it has to be viewed on it’s own, that the process is the most important thing, just like with the gym sessions. I don’t have an end goal with working out, except that it will help me stay healthy in the long run, and it makes me feel good for the moment. Thinking about art as something that I need to grind is perhaps wrong. Of course I need to practice if I want to get better at it, but I think I need to look at it from the other way. I got a passion for working out, and I view each session on its own, and therefor I get better at it. I lift heavier and run longer as a result. The passion becomes the driving force, not the need to level up or the grind. When I think about it that’s the very reason I started drawing as a kiddo. I had a passion for making images, never thinking about if they were good or not, and the passion made me do more images, and as a result the images got better and better. I do knowledge that the push I’ve done the last 2,5 years has made a huge difference for the quality of my images, but I do think it’s time to step out of the cave and start focusing on the joy in the process.
Now I just need to figure out how. It would be interesting to hear your toughs on this, so feel free to write me a comment.