I’ve been making art my entire life and I have yet to find my individual style. This week I’m going to celebrate- being optimistic here- my 58th birthday, and I’m still no more unique and identifiable than I was when I was 18. In fact, I kinda think I was more unique and identifiable at 18, because I didn’t have to worry about my fashion choices making my butt look big.
I’ve struggled for years with “mixed media”, I own way too much Tim Holtz and I own every single Dylusions paint available. I have tried, honestly, I have tried, to get those layers correct, to be carefree when I slap down color and stencil, glue random bits and pieces. But “random” does not come naturally to me. I can’t understand the whole concept of putting paint on the paper and then covering it all up. Working on an art journal every day is not part of my routine, and I would have to schedule in that whole “free” and “impulsive” thing.
Recently I attended a scrapbook convention and had the opportunity to see a water color demo by Kendra Krebs from Art Impressions Stamps. It was a lightbulb moment for me. Kendra took lovely rubber stamps, colored them with Marvy markers, and then used a regular paint brush to pull the color into the picture for a water color effect. Aha! I thought to myself. HERE is a soul sister.
So, as I march forward into the end of my 50s, I’ve decided that it’s time to stop telling myself I do not have a style, time to stop following the current trend, and certainly time to stop buying supplies that I am never going to master. If I’m honest with myself- and isn’t it about time- I would admit that the markers and the water colors, the pan pastels and the crayons are all I really need to be completely satisfied. I adore coloring in my lovely stamps. Actually, I adore collecting my lovely stamps and sometimes just standing there looking at them. The point is, it’s time to accept who I am, trendy or not, and and put my emphasis on personal enjoyment.