Girl of Trees, or The Other Side of Sunset
Golden Fluid Acrylic, watercolor pencil, paper, 5x8" moleskine
I don't know where she came from.
I had the urge to draw a girl. I painted over her. You can still see some of the watercolor pencil lines. But everything I drew, I painted over. And everything I painted over once, was painted over again. And again.
Nothing came out like I expected it.
Everything was revised, not for whatever vague vision had been in my head initially, but for what was, what felt right. How the colors bounced off of each other, or how the dark needed the light.
Perhaps also a little bit of the winter trees outside my window, holding the reflected glow of the sun going down against the pale cold sky.
I challenge you to not know. To not be sure of what you are doing.
I challenge you to take life for it's own flavor, and not the spice you wished it had.
I challenge you to realize the moment you are in.
To savor it.
To recognize the joy in living, to say yes when the world around you wants to say be safe, be sure, don't risk being hurt.
I challenge you to believe in yourself.
Go with it.
6 hours ago