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Snippet Sunday

Did a little writing this week and a little painting. A little here, a little there still makes "not much," but at least I don't feel like I fell totally off the creative wagon. I'm still hanging on by my toenails.

First, a watercolor done from a lovely bouquet made by asakiyume:

Francesca's Backyard Bouquet

And the interminable chapter I posted from last time:

I run my fingers down the shrine, a grass-woven pillar studded with nests. At my feet, Bhinadmi appears to be supplicating me. Perhaps for her life. “You should have known I could find you if you prayed to one of my shrines.”

She looks up then with eyes the color of a mountain cat, not the intense blue of my memories. Their expression is flat and unwelcoming. “What makes you think I didn’t?”

The above snippet has just now been modified because I realized how wordy the previous version was thanks to jimvanpelt's post on the foibles of "of."

I refrained from it here, but any time I post something artistic, I feel the almost overwhelming desire to criticize and pick apart what I've done, to acknowledge and point out its faults before other people can think them.  Is anyone else possessed of this need to qualify whatever he/she does?


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Jun. 23rd, 2013 02:49 pm (UTC)
YES I VERY MUCH AM, especially with art, but sometimes with writing, too. But especially with art. And in fact, sometimes it creeps in even when I try to keep it out, things like, "Her arm is a little long, but oh well." But I try to not say that stuff for lots of reasons.


It makes me feel like you've been to my house. It makes me so happy <3

I'm going to download the digital file and save it.

The snippet: I like the fact that the pillar is studded with nests.
Jun. 23rd, 2013 02:53 pm (UTC)
Your painting is beautiful!

And, I love your snippet, too. I want to read more and find out what's happening!!!
Jun. 23rd, 2013 07:00 pm (UTC)
I like "eyes the color of a mountain cat" and the wood texture of the painting.

As for qualifying whatever I do: in me, this trait is most likely to emerge whenever I make some sort of commitment. "I'll be back by eleven... unless my car breaks down, or the bridge collapses, or the universe implodes..."
Jun. 23rd, 2013 07:31 pm (UTC)
Pretty, pretty!

And I used to feel that overwhelming desire, but I think I've gotten better and try to only comment if something deviates from the original. Like ARGH! scans and ARGH! photos. :p
Jun. 24th, 2013 01:04 pm (UTC)
I am a landscape designer, and a member of a landscape design society. We used to have a contest where the members could put up their work to be judged by professionals (who were not society members) and acclaimed before us all as the best of the year. The contest lasted seven years before we finally closed it down...because that year, despite our having put up actual cash prizes, we only had one entrant. And these are all professional designers, who had to pass a rigorous evaluation of their work before being admitted!

I'm not sure if it's a Western thing or not; I understand some societies value their artists much more than we in the US, for instance, do, so the artists are not constantly being made to feel they have to apologize for that side of their character. It's certainly something we internalize from a young age, though; how many of us had youthful artwork posted on refrigerators and tackboards around the house...right up until we started getting actual grades, and then the grades (the serious work, and don't you forget it, little kid) were the things getting posted to the fridge and the artwork was no more.

Your painting is lovely. Really good balance of color and perspective! Thank you for sharing it. >:-)
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