2014 — October
October was the month where I felt like I made the “best” art, that my handle on the ideas I came up with, and on the materials I was using to make them, was the strongest.
What's interesting to me in hindsight is that what I wanted to say felt more blurry, as though it were disappearing behind the sheer process of artmaking.
It was still there, but I had to listen harder.
It was the month I probably pushed the hardest in terms of trying new tools and materials. The vintage typewriter, and the gold liquid acrylic paint over masking fluid, made a great spread together.
At the same time I was volunteering as a docent at an art museum, so I had access to a lot of in-person inspiration. There really isn't anything better!
I wouldn't have realized it at the time, but the pushing I did in my art journal gave me the confidence to reach for substantial changes in my actual life that month — in where I lived, in my work situation, even in who I was hanging out with.
Art matters.
