The kind of artist I want to be isn’t afraid to try a new technique or style.
The artist I want to be remembers that inspiration is everywhere–and, more importantly, remembers to look for it.
The artist I want to be doesn’t blow her weekly gas and groceries budget at the art supply store.
She’s an artist who knows her strengths and weaknesses. (And most of the time, she’s ok with them.)
She doesn’t save the good paints and papers for herself, but shares them with her sons when they show interest, because there is always more where that came from.
(But not the watercolor brush that cost $23 and was worth every penny. Hands off!)
The artist I want to be will always wonder what really happened with Artemesia Gentileschi (don’t you?) while admiring her brave Judiths.
And she will be silly sometimes, serious sometimes, and will smile a lot.
And also will continue (for this week, anyway) to recommend “Exit Through the Gift Shop” to anyone who will listen.
The artist I want to be is humble, grateful, and determined; and thanks God every day for art that can touch the heart and make us better versions of ourselves.
But meanwhile, the artist I am is having fun. I hope you are, too!
My Brain In Pictures 