I’m continuing my artistic assault upon my family. Drawing my loved ones has been such a humbling experience. By allowing myself to look closely at them and examine the shapes of their faces, to think about their lives and my good fortune to know them, I feel so blessed.
Part of me is still afraid that I’m not good enough to even try to express the complex beauty of another human, especially not those I love. I persist, though, because I know part of it is the depressive voice trying to stop me. I also know that the more I draw, the better I will get at it. No one gets it perfect, all artists, writers and creative people are learning all their lives to get closer to perfection. No one gets to be perfectly perfect, though.
My challenge is to listen as attentively to positive voices and encouragement in my life as I do to negative voices and fear. That’s a challenge we all face, and making art, I believe, helps.
My son, Timothy Allen, is an artist and works in film and painting. He’s recently worked on a series of spheres:
Tim’s artist’s name is TheOuterCircle. If you’d like to see his work, it’s here.
I’m drawing daily to help manage depression, long-term disability, and life in general. If you’d like to see the beginning of this project, you can see it here. You can also follow me through WordPress or on Facebook.
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