I speak to my mom multiple times a day. It’s at the point where if she can’t get a hold of me by noon, she thinks I’m dead. But today’s call was particularly cute.
Backstory: My mom is an artist. Our house back in Florida had pictures she had painted hanging on the walls. She also made a big grandfather clock painting that actually tells time. I was always amazed by that one. She taught art for years in New York and Florida but I didn’t think she had created anything in the last few years.
During our conversation today, she told me how she was working on some watercolor paintings as well as a plaster piece. She was giving me advice based on her experiences getting back into her art. She said if it’s not going as planned, you need to take a break and return to it at a later time… hopefully with a clearer head/vision.
That resonated with me because I had just gone through a similar experience. This damn flower crown was a labor of LOVE I tell you. I had another one that I had been working on, but about halfway through, I realized the flowers were way too big (even for me!). I took a week away from it and then went to Michael’s Craft store for some new supplies and a fresh start. Sometimes, that’s all you need. It’s important to allow yourself to go through the trial and error part of the creative experience. You never know what’s on the other side if you prevent yourself from finding out.
P.S. My boyfriend, Will, has started asking me if we’re going to the Harvest Festival every time I wear this flower crown. Also, a man in the supermarket told me that I was autumn, personified. It’s definitely a conversation starter.