I never used to say I was an artist. I liked to make art but since I wasn't great I never felt like an "artist". Yet aren't we all artists in our own way? Why do we resist owning the word? I constantly am seeing things as being made into something else. Some people would call that a person who repurposes things. That is a form of art. Allowing myself the ability to not be good at art has freed me to create some things that are pretty good in my own eyes. I do not take loads of time on what ever piece of art I am creating because my attention will wane quickly. I like painting pictures using other pictures as a reference because sometimes they come out quite good but I like the stuff that just comes out of my own head the best. Things that appear from random marks on the paper. I have just recently learned that this is called intuitive art and I got so excited to realize that it is still art to not have a plan. This kind of art is about letting go of the plan and just feeling it. Sometimes something great happens and sometimes maybe not but it is about the feeling.
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