A Colourful Struggle
I've rekindled my love for art in recent months and it's become an expressive outlet for me during the grieving process. It's wonderfully therapeutic and gives me ample of alone time, which is every introvert's dream. I could spend all afternoon just admiring all the pretty colours I've put together on a piece of paper.
Every painter knows this; the gentle hand movements you make with a paintbrush is oddly relaxing. It's amazing how putting a bunch of colours on paper can be so satisfying. I think what excites me the most is the end product; knowing that the time and effort you put in paid off.
Aside from being a wonderful hobby; art has taught me a lot about myself and some of those lessons can be applied to life, too. For starters, I'm really impatient and want to get things done as quickly as possible. I'm so eager to see the end product that I often mess it up in the process. Exhibit A:
You see the brown blotch mixing with the blue paint? That wouldn't have happened had I waited for the blue paint to dry first. I was impatient, I wanted to complete my little artwork so I could move onto the next one. So this little mistake serves to remind me that good things take time. If you want to create a beautiful masterpiece, you've to be willing to wait.
Like everything in life, things will fall into place when the time is right so learn to enjoy the journey. I now try my hardest not to rush any of my artworks and just enjoy the process instead. Which brings me to another lesson, I need to learn how to manage my expectations. I'm an idealist and a perfectionist; I've such high expectations on how things should unfold and when my expectations aren't met, I get easily put off. Frustrated, even!
Things don't always happen the way you want it to but that should never discourage you from finishing what you started. Don't lose sight of the vision that you have. Like art; it takes some creativity and a lot of determination to fix certain glitches. If you can't fix something, let it serve as a lesson and move onto your next blank canvas. You always have a chance to start fresh.
I like to frame the paper with colourful patterns and leave the middle empty so I've space to write my prose and poetry. Looking back at my collection of artwork/writing, I've some works that I like more than others but overall, it's nice to be able to see how my style of writing or painting have evolved. Sometimes it doesn't seem like you're getting anywhere but when you look back, you'll be surprised to see just how much you've achieved.
Whatever it is you’re struggling through right now – no matter the pain or anguish – you can go inside, behind your mind, and observe it happening to you. Whatever it is, it isn’t you. You are the observer. When you come to know this, you begin to realise that even though the canvas of your life is painted with daily experiences, behaviours, reactions and emotions, you are the one controlling the brush. - Oprah Winfrey