...literally painting with dirty water, not just to clean the brushes but using it as the medium:
|All her skin is dirty desk water, zero paint|
It actually turned out really luminous, I couldn't believe disgusting days-old boggy-coloured desk water could turn out so beautiful and lovely to look at in the light.
Why am I telling you this?? Well basically because I am still in the midst of the secret projects I discussed last week (and am likely to be for a couple more to come) & am clutching at straws, looking for anything creative I can share with you lol I am very busy working on wonderful things for Journal Workshops, for this and for that and for other places I yet cannot share
But in all honesty I want to share the dirty water story anyway, because like a lily that will push for a while through all kinds of it's own mucky bog water just to bloom its beauty for a few days, that's what I feel like so many creative projects are and do.
The girl on the dirty water art journal page was done so hastily with hardly any effort, simply so I could use up some left over paint from another project before it dried (the hair and red of the lips and background) - I gave it that much little effort that I couldn't even be bothered to pull out a media to paint the rest of her with, hence why I used the dirty water.
My point I guess is constant dripping hollows the stone, no matter what little creativity you think you are putting in, not matter what crappy tools you think you have to make something, every drop of effort, and every drop of disgusting days old boggy-coloured desk water if used, counts.
So I'm off to drip, drip, drip some more =)
(or like the lily push on a lil more)
have a fabulous weekend
I promise not to be elusive for too much longer :/