In a moment of passion

I Was Very Nervous by ~xwelgex on deviantART

Standing During Sunset by ~xwelgex on deviantART

Book

Howard Roark
Chapter 1
The Fountainhead
His passion puts me to shame

Push and Pull

I find that I go back and forth between art and not art.
Over analyzing
I think too much
I think I shouldn't be doing this
I haven't got any talent
And I don't want to pawn it off on others for not being encouraging
I should be able to have confidence in myself
But it isn't there
It will be
One day
I hope
I am going to finish a painting this weekend
I can do it
I do have what it takes
I am something special
Even if I'm the only one who sees it

Procrastination Has A Face

I have finally completed it. It's taken the longest out of all of my paintings to complete. Almost 5 months. It began as a year long project, one brush stroke a day. I was going to test my patience, that didn't work, I gave up. And left it alone for a few months, only now to complete it

Procrastination Has A Face

I sat down, finally, and painted. I didn't finish it, but it's almost there. The situation for painting was different. Usually I hit a massively creative vibe and run and paint for hours. This time I was super mellow, almost to the point of being tired and falling asleep. On top of that, it was a severly erotic moment. I was honestly not paying one lick of attention to the painting, but rather to the feelings going on in my body. This was exciting. Not knowing if my brush strokes were adequate or well good, and really not caring if they were or not.
Art and Seduction

Shipping of Arts

I am selling two of my paintings, hopefully. I've found that I would much rather sell to someone I know, than to a complete stranger. At least I know they are genuinely interested, and I can get updates at to how they are enjoying them or using them. The person interested is looking at Numbers:


And Vulnerability:


It will be interesting trying to ship Vulnerability though. The canvas is 48in x 24in. So either I need to find a large cardboard mirror box, or have someone build me one. Either way it will be time consuming and expensive to ship.
Numbers is a painting that is hard to let go. It means a great deal to me. There is a quiet passion within it. Hopefully the person buying it will be able to see that.

The birds are up early

I didn't lock myself away, and force myself to be creative. I walked past my room and saw my works, and was disappointed in myself. Why, I don't know. Issues. Instead I watched the Documentary Film Channel. I thought it was an intelligent thing to do, and a fair compromise. Though I know I should have been in the paint. Another great excuse is that I'm disliking my brushes right now. None of them are doing what I need. There's an easy rememdy for that, but I ignore it. Everything is in place, the paint, the canvas, my muse. But not myself. Tonight maybe.