I was fascinated by it.
It was quite large and hung like a headboard over the main character's bed.
7/8 of the painting was of clouds... with the last 1/8 being a vague green/brown field.
It was so serene. I thought it must be wonderful to wake up to those clouds everyday.
Then it occurred to me that I might be able to paint something like them that could inspire me everyday.
I bought the canvas- months ago. It is 4'x4'.
I studied the clouds even more than usual (I have always been in awe of God's ever-changing palette and sculptures in the sky).
It took me a while to get up the courage to start painting. I wondered if I was going to be able to catch on the canvas what I saw in my mind.
Here is what I created...
|"clouds" by Laura Gibbs|
It is so hard to be objective as an artist... being so intimately involved with a work... having a vision of what "it" is supposed to look like, to convey... Does it ellicit the same emotion in others as it does in me?
I imagine most artists deal with these thoughts and emotions. Believe me when I say that I dont suppose to compare myself with the likes of Tchaikovsky, but I heard once that the Nutcracker was Tchaikovsky least favorite composition... yet it is beloved by the public - probably the most well know Ballet in the world. What did he see (or should I say hear) in it that displeased him? Which composition was HIS favorite- how do the masses respond to that one?
Art is subjective. It can't be reduced to one word. Can't be put in a box. It affects us all differently. I must deal with that.
My "clouds" make me happy.