I hate not succeeding. I love challenges. So does that mean I love to not succeed so that I am challenged? That is way too deep of a question philosophically. On the topic of success I have a piece of art that I have been working on for what seems like forever to me. It has taken me to new places creatively because I am failing so miserably at it. I am rising to the challenge through evolutionary events.
Each piece of work I create starts with a background. I have all the pieces and parts for this particular piece except the background. I have tried so many different backgrounds and none seem to work. I decided last night to try painting it out. The plate is getting more rave reviews than anything. Brilliant! The plate is the answer!
If I were to take a bunch of plates and paste them all together they would have depth and form unlike a flat canvas. If I treated each plate as a part of the story it would have function as well. After that I can photograph it as it hangs on my wall like the piece of art it will become. Once that is all done I can take the digital image and use it as the background!
And that my friend is the evolution of my art processes. Apparently this is also how I end up with paper plate art on my wall ….