Posts Tagged ‘mule’

Long Ears–Day 22

February 22, 2015


Day 22

5″x7″ oil on canvas panel

I am finally caught up with my posts….for now.  The last week of my challenge started today….6 days to go.  I will say that there have been a couple of days that it was tough to get a painting done but I have thoroughly enjoyed the process.  Washing a canvas of a single color and then going back and “carving” out my subject, it’s almost magical–I know, sounds corny, but it was to me.  Sometimes I surprised myself as my subject just appeared with a couple of swipes of the brush.  Other times, I literally wiped the canvas off and started over more than once.  Being the stubborn mind that I am at times, I was determined to wipe the canvas off as many times as it took to get something I was sorta pleased with for the day.  I mean, if I have to paint and repaint multiple times, I am learning each time.  Whether it be drawing, getting values right, or just getting the composition right.  It’s all good!

Creativity itself doesn’t care at all about results – the only thing it craves is the process. Learn to love the process and let whatever happens next happen, without fussing too much about it. Work like a monk, or a mule, or some other representative metaphor for diligence. Love the work. Destiny will do what it wants with you, regardless. ~Elizabeth Gilbert, author “Eat, Pray, Love”  (one of my favorite books!)

Here’s the link to this painting in the Daily Paintworks Gallery.  Thanks for looking.


Feb. 22, 2012 “Lost in Thought”

February 25, 2012
Day 22

Lost in Thought

Day 22


“Lost in Thought”


“Did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again?”   ~Winnie the Pooh


Lost in thought–how many times a day do you find yourself doing that?  I’ve had times when I’m so lost in thought that it seems like nothing else is going on around me.  I find that those times happen more often when I’m working through some new, creative idea or process, or working through a particular problem.  Other times, I’m so lost in thought….about nothing at all….I was conscious(at least I think I was) but couldn’t tell you what it was that I was thinking about.  Maybe those are the times Winnie the Pooh is referring to….my brain has forgotten to start again.  Then there are days when I can’t seem to lose myself in thought—even for just a few minutes.  It is on those days, I feel like my mind is operated by a TV remote that happens to be in my hub’s hand while every channel he tunes to, has a commercial on it.  I can’t seem to focus on any one particular thought.  Is that a result of the times we live in?  A mental deficiency (and no, my hub is not allowed to answer that question)?  Or is it that my brain is short circuiting or misfiring?  I wonder if Winnie the Pooh has ever had that problem???