Humble Beginnings of String Art

Humble Beginnings of String Art

Since this was my very first piece of string art, I already went into it with the mindset that I was never going to enjoy looking at it or think it was a great piece. Even after carefully preparing the grid and painstakingly nailing in each and every one of these nails to make sure they were straight and all at the same height.

I was right; it didn't resonate with me.

Untitled With Wings

Untitled With Wings

The story of this picture is not necessarily one of Failed-Art but more one of unexpected success.  I still wanted to include the story here because it is an example of how self criticism affects our success. We are bad at remaining objective when it comes to our own work. We are usually our biggest critics. We set our own bar really high and we determine what we expect from ourselves. Judgement, including that for yourself, can have immense power and can potentially stop us in our progression. Think about how you determine when your own art is good and when it's not. Does the amount of time that you spent on creating it have something to do with it? Is something that you do with ease by chance less valuable than something that is hard to do?...

Dressed in War Paint

Dressed in War Paint

On a home visit from college my artist comrade and I decided we would simultaneously paint a friend. Brittany, who had bustling curly fire red hair, made an excellent muse. She sat in the middle of the room as we both dove into our canvas. My artist friend and I loved to perform these experiments to see how we could inspire each others very different art styles. I was very excited by the image of our muse - pale ivory skin, bouncy bright spirals of ginger hair, crystal blue eyes, and her full lips. Immediately I knew I wanted to create her face in the middle of the canvas as it was; surrounded by a white background with spirals and curls of all of the colors on my palate....