I love flowers. LOVE them. I know most of their names on sight. I can recognize them by their leaves even. I rarely run across a flower that I don't know the name of and when I do, I make a point to learn it. Many years ago when I was taking watercolor lessons, my teacher would tell me how well I painted flowers and she would say, "If you can paint a flower, you can paint anything. They are difficult." But they really weren't all that difficult for me. Other things intimidated me, but not flowers. I am confident in flowers. Whenever I am doing art, I seem to paint flowers. But lately I've been thinking ("A dangerous past time I know." By the way, who knows what movie that is from?).
When Kate and I were playing in our art journals the last time she was here, I posed a question: Do I paint flowers because I am following my natural abilities and my own path or am I just in a rut?
Kate's reply: "If you still enjoy painting flowers then you are following your path, if not then I'd say it's a rut." She's so smart!
Well, more thinking...
Here's what I've decided about flowers...I'm kind of sick of them. I still love them but I also want to stretch and grow and if I'm totally honest, I really don't have to stretch much to paint them. If I start painting a flower, I am relatively confident that it won't turn into a big mess and if it does, I probably can fix it. I'm not that confident with other subjects and I really would like to be, so I am trying to take a little break from flowers and try new things. But now I find myself unsure of what to paint. If I don't paint flowers, what else is there? I am certainly stretching.
Now that I have finished this page, I'm wondering what I will work on next that is "flower-free". I'm going to have to work on that. More rut busting is needed!