I am taking a three-day workshop on how to focus on the process, rather than the product, of painting. We are using tempera paints and thick paper. These materials were chosen for a reason; it facilitates staying in the moment because the paint dries so quickly. I find this both liberating as well as a hinderance. I like to use my hands. While I am still doing so, I have to quickly jump on a blob of paint to move it around. The paints are situated on tables, 20 colors with accompanying water cups. We are given 4 brushes of varying sizes and given access to a large brush. I found a place on a tripod where no one except those intentionally walking by and the instructors can see my work. This takes the pressure off. I have glanced around at other people’s work and have seen some that I consider “better,” but surprisingly this has not deterred me or made me feel inferior. I have been pretty indifferent to the product. That is huge for me.
I encourage you to check out the workshop information. The accompanying book is entitled Life, Paint and Passion: Reclaiming the Magic of Spontaneous Expression. It tends to hit the same point over and over, but apparently that is what is needed. It helped me.
Peace,
cjh.