Friday, August 22, 2008

new ideas

Even though I have lengthy lists of to-felt items in my notebook/computer/miscellaneous scraps of paper littered on my desk, it's not that often I take the plunge to make something daring. Is it the frugal part in me that dreads wasting precious art materials? Is the self-conscious part in me that fears the outcome? That the finished item may not turn out to be what I had envisioned? What does this say about me? That's I'm a nervous wreck, that I'm a perfectionist, that I'm normal? I've always kept other people's opinions and possible reactions in the back of my mind whenever I did something artistic, and it's only recently (a few years) that I've been consciously trying to break that habit. It's harder than it sounds, but I feel like I'm a good way ahead.
Today was one such day. I made two of my largest felted items to date, and I don't think I'll stop there.

My words to you; Shake it off, and take the plunge.

Signing off....

5 comments:

CCC (Crazy Cooking Camper) said...

Can't wait to see what you've been felting.

As for the feeling - it's quite normal (I think) I get very nervous before making something new.

Marian said...

What is normal??
I'll save my analysis because nobody asked for it. I'll just say "we wants pictures precious".


I recedived a card yesterday with a cute kid with a face full of chocolate/sauce or something whom looked quite like my own muppet.
THANKS! I love getting mail, this was a surprise and I loved it!

reya said...

Glad you liked the card Mari. I saw it in the store and had to do a double-take. I swore it was Seba!

reya said...

CCC and Marian...Pictures will be coming very soon! I'm planning on doing some work on them this afternoon, and I'll make sure to get some pics up once I'm done.

joAnn said...

why does it always seem to ourselves that we live and work in a vacuum? i can't tell you how many times i have thought the exact same thoughts about my own art. what will my friends think? will people understand it? will they pay for it? it do i have to justify it at all?
it always surprises me (though it shouldn't...) when i see others struggling the same way. i take comfort in knowing i am not alone. maybe we all can...