The past couple of weeks have been more or less a blur, as I've been painting like a woman possessed. It's been so liberating to just let my imagination loose, with permission to be the total clumsy beginner that I am, having no expectations of creating a "masterpiece" and thus no disappointments. Slowly I've been adding to my pastel collections as I've discovered they are a beautifully expressive medium - I only wish I could afford all the colors! Of course, I've continued also to work with acrylics, watercolors and the various watercolor, pastel and colored pencils. I've even been working on learning how to create Notans using brush pens, and sat on the front porch swing sketching in between visits by trick-or-treaters on Halloween since it was such a nice evening to be outside.
Skill - or lack thereof - aside, drawing and painting have given me a whole new appreciation for the beauty that surrounds me everyday. I'm fortunate to live in an area abundant with preserved natural spaces, and I have such a sense of wonder and awe when I see what a master artist Nature herself is. My very limited talent clearly is no match for the glorious natural world, but there is so much joy in continuing to try to give my own clumsy interpretation of her raw beauty.
Perhaps someday I'll learn enough and develop sufficient skill to be considered a "real" artist, but in the meantime I'm enjoying being a total amateur beginner with no current aspirations toward becoming a professional or creating gallery-worthy works. I'd certainly love to find a local art instructor, however, especially for pastels, just to help refine my technique so I could create artwork a little more worthy of the beauty I see.
But in the end, drawing and painting currently, and probably always will, serve primarily as a peaceful retreat for my own soul no matter how amateurish and technically lacking the resulting works may turn out. And that's okay by me. :-)