this lion had a pretty incredible journey.
this painting actually started out as an eagle i created for a local gallery show. i never work well when i have to paint under a deadline. and i especially can’t paint when i’m given a theme.
when i said yes to painting my interpretation of president Andrew Johnson for the 44 Presidents exhibit, i thought as long as i could do my own interpretation of a president, then i could basically paint whatever came to me.
but that didn’t happen.
however, after layers and layers this eagle emerged. and that’s the painting that hung in the exhibit.
as soon as i got the painting home though, i couldn’t wait to paint over it.
i knew that eagle wasn’t me.
it didn’t reflect my feelings. yet painting that piece helped me realize i cannot paint on command. i can only paint from my heart.
and it felt so good to paint over the eagle. i didn’t like the girl i’d created, but at least she reflected me.
and when i got frustrated with her busy background and couldn’t find her character, i painted everything black.
i left her this way until i returned from painting at the beach. and of course, since i left her too long, i just wasn’t feeling this piece anymore.
so i took it in a new direction, and the eagle and the girl all became part of the lion’s story.
i really ached to put my entire heart into this painting. so in its belly i wrote and wrote and wrote.
most of the words got covered up by the tissue paper, but i believe the feelings are all still there, resonating from the canvas.
even when patience and time wear thin, welcome vulnerability, knowing that in exposing your heart lies connection and the truest SINCERITY.
ps. so excited for class to start april 15!