I don’t throw too much of my art into the trash can, but my painting on the day before yesterday was an abysmal creative failure. I love the serenity of Louisiana bayous, but I cannot paint them. I’ve tried before and it simply does not come out serenely, nowhere near it.
It makes me wonder how one might capture serenity on paper or canvas. It takes creative giftedness to be sure. I’ve seen it captured before by great artists. Which begs the question, why would I continue to paint knowing beyond any doubt that I am not one of those gifted artists?
I think the answer is that, though I cannot create works of genius, I can definitely engage in reflection and expression. Art is one of the ways I relax, refresh, and even worship. Trying too hard to create a worthy piece of art just spoils the experience.
There are some lessons here about not turning self-expression into the creation of a product.
1. Don’t worry about the final art. Instead relish in the creation of art.
2. Know that anytime a brush strokes paper, you are expressing a part of yourself.
3. Let your art come from within, a soulful gift you give yourself.
There are probably many other lessons, but this is a good start. The same lesson probably holds true for any creative endeavor, teaching us once again that the important thing is the journey, not the destination.
And all this emerged from a painting disaster destined for the trash. That’s a lesson in itself!