First of all I´d like to thank you all for your kind comments. Meens a lot to me!
Long time since I´ve been in here to post anything at all. My familysituation are still the same. And I have no hope for them to get any better, atleast not for a long time, as I´m not getting any help from the person that should be helping out for his own interrests sake. Some days feels harder than others, I guess it´s the minds way of coping with it all without going crazy.
Long time since I´ve been in here to post anything at all. My familysituation are still the same. And I have no hope for them to get any better, atleast not for a long time, as I´m not getting any help from the person that should be helping out for his own interrests sake. Some days feels harder than others, I guess it´s the minds way of coping with it all without going crazy.
As you know and probably understand, due to all this I haven´t had any inspiration of painting anything at all for quite some time. I´ve been thinking "why should I? What would the reason be for me painting? Where would it lead?
I have picked up the brush just because a few times, but never felt any of the joy doing so. I have also made a couple of sketches, somehow that seemed a little easier. Just a couple of quick sketches of my hand. Hands has not been of interrest in my drawings ever. Have never found them easy to do. But maybe I should settle with making hands for some time ahead. Hands can say a lot. Is that why I´ve found myself drawing hands now, when in the middle of life crises? When feeling the loss of the most important in my life?
I have kept these sketches very simple.
The one above I did very quick before going to bed one night, and
it wasn´t finished. But at the time I don´t feel like doing anything
more about it. So you guys will have to settle with this.
Wishing you all
I have picked up the brush just because a few times, but never felt any of the joy doing so. I have also made a couple of sketches, somehow that seemed a little easier. Just a couple of quick sketches of my hand. Hands has not been of interrest in my drawings ever. Have never found them easy to do. But maybe I should settle with making hands for some time ahead. Hands can say a lot. Is that why I´ve found myself drawing hands now, when in the middle of life crises? When feeling the loss of the most important in my life?
I have kept these sketches very simple.
The one above I did very quick before going to bed one night, and
it wasn´t finished. But at the time I don´t feel like doing anything
more about it. So you guys will have to settle with this.
Wishing you all
Love Peace and Happiness
Cattis
Dear Catharina, I can feel the pain in your words. Don't give up on your painting. I had a bad time (was family bereavement though) I started painting everything in black, swirling shapes, sharp shapes, until gradually I added one bright colour. I more and more kept forgetting my sorrows as I painted. Eventually, it was a great comfort to me. It is nice to see you using your blog and I send you a hug xx
ReplyDeleteCatharina, hermosos dibujos de manos que seguramente pronto estarán llenas del amor que esta necesitando y usted se merece, no pierda la fe, un cariño grande.
ReplyDeleteWelcome back. I hope things will get better for you soon. I have no idea if it works, but so many artists in history have used bad things in their artwork, perhaps you can do the same. It is either a bad idea or something that can help you work through this. Hug.
ReplyDeleteGlad to see you back, and the drawings of your hand are beautiful. It is a start, and I hope your art will help you to forget your pain for a moment, and be a comfort. Sending you good thoughts, Catharina, and a big hug!
ReplyDeleteYour hand drawings are beautiful Catharina and I hope little by little your art will help you through your pain. Take care
ReplyDeleteSo good to see that you are back! "Reach out your hand" that is what I think when I see your drawings. Please keep on painting even when it seems to be useless. It will help you. Love and take care
ReplyDeleteCourage Catharina there are difficult time, but all this is going on ... Time makes it heals everything. And painting it helps us. A great hug.
ReplyDeleteQuerida Catharina. asi como esa hermosa acuarela con la mano hacia el cielo, no debes bajarla, siempre hay una solución para todo, y tampoco dejes de pintar que eso evade las tristezas, se porque te lo digo, ten fe y mucha fuerza para seguir adelante. Todo lo mejor. Un abrazo!!!
ReplyDeleteSo so good to see you back in blogland again. It's true that difficult times drain our inspiration, it can all seem so futile, but you have done well to make something. These are lovely pieces of work and go to prove that the bad times have not taken away your talent. No one and nothing can ever take that from you. Well done Catherina, small steps for now, one day soon, when you least expect it, you will find yourself taking almighty leaps agian.
ReplyDeleteYour hands are so beautiful, yet show the pain you are going through. Keep doing a little and it will all make sense eventually. My heart goes out to you.
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Thank you all for your kind words. I will keep on trying to hope that things will change for the better soon. Hugs to you all.
ReplyDeletethinking of you catharina take care jane
ReplyDeleteDear Catharina:) So nice to see you are back! Did you ever thought of abstract painting for this time? To put your feelings with paint on the paper without making a real subject. No thinking just your feelings splashing on the paper! Feeling bad: dark colors, feeling a bit better: some bright colors. Anyway your sketches are a nice start:) Keep it easy and think about yourself. We are all here and think about you!
ReplyDeleteBig, big hug!xxx
I can't paint when I'm sad or mad or frustrated either. When our son died, I couldn't paint for a year. I hope that you find peace in your life.
ReplyDeleteThanks all of you for your very kind words. Feels good to know that you are out there.
ReplyDeleteI like these studies a lot. Hands are not easy, but a great subject to try.
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