I have good days and bad. Periods of light and happiness followed by days of dark and emptiness. The good thing about the dark days is that they will pass. I just love that about them! ( I learned that from experience )
My painting day was quite hard today. A couple of phone calls interrupted me from a good start. I could not paint. And I got scared. I got the feeling that I would NEVER be able to paint again. Ever. Then I got a dear visit by my man and my son. I let my son paint a bit. I got relaxed. And within soon after they left I got started. I painted kinda weird, I admit. But I allow myself to do so. I painted "the lover boy".
I reminded myself, what I had told myself in my first days in this studio; It is OK to paint ugly, as long as I paint. As long as I paint. I should paint! This really is a good reminder. It is one of my studio rules.
My second studio rule is this. I should stay in the studio until I do something.
I was happy when I walked home, today! And maybe I should not be afraid of tough working days after all. Maybe having them, doesn't neccesarily mean that I will never ever be able to again.