In art history class, which I ironically failed, we had to sit through many, many versions of the Virgin Mary.
I found a lot of them to be colorful and radiant.
Mine, I feel, is a little more stark. Her features are sharp, angular, pointy. Her shawl is marked with rough lines. That's just what came out of me.
I'm trying to draw something on commission and I'm feeling artist's block. I can't draw what I've already drawn...my mood changes, my life changes, and so does my ability to create art. I'm afraid this person will be unhappy with my artwork, as she has already taken a liking to an older painting I did, and wanted something similar. I am starting to realize how ephemeral the artist's moment of creation is---it comes and just like that it vanishes forever. I can't recapture that moment, that stroke of paint, that image from the past. But maybe I can make something new...something she'll still like.
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