“The compass rose is nothing but a star with an infinite number of rays pointing in all directions.
It is the one true and perfect symbol of the universe.
And it is the one most accurate symbol of you.
Spread your arms in an embrace, throw your head back, and prepare to receive and send coordinates of being. For, at last you know—you are the navigator, the captain, and the ship.”
― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
This quote is for Lisa of Zeebra Designs and Destinations because she helped to change my compass to the right brain instead of the left..temporarily. I am practical, analytical, strategic, and always in control. I am a realist.
Yet, when it comes to designs and art, I have to switch gears, to change my detailed and analytical mode of thinking to the right side of my brain where creativity flows, a free spirit reigns, and all my senses are tingling and alive.
It’s not easy for me and this week’s sketch proves it. I am fascinated with 3D sketches, where the world pops out beyond the paper and one asks, “How did they do that?” I began by sketching a simple glass of water. Not too bad, until I decided to add a Hibiscus.
Hmmm…maybe a little color? Now how do I draw the stem in the water so that it looks real? Was that refraction or reflection? Why can’t I shade a simple little leaf? What’s wrong with me? I ruined my glass of water. I should have left it alone. Erase..erase…erase. Pout..pout..pout.
No! Wait! There’s Photo Shop. No! No! No! That’s cheating. I have to do this again. Hmmm…maybe if I only show half of my sketch it will look better? So went the day…frustrated..angry at myself because I couldn’t draw a glass of water and make it look real.
I don’t like when I get in this mood. It’s like having writer’s block on the tip of my pencil. Today, I couldn’t get my compass to change directions…my left brain took over and immobilized my creativity…blocked me from accessing my right brain. So went the day.
I’m showing you one half of my picture first. Hmm…not too bad. BUT…
Bravely,( or foolishly) I press the “add media” button…
Oh, my poor little glass of water. What have I done to you? And those wicked leaves! Time to do some research on reflection…or is it refraction? Today, I don’t feel like the captain of my ship. My coördinates of being are spinning wildly, refusing to hone in on a location. All I hear is “relocating…relocating”.
Maybe it’s because I am researching dementia and watching the FRONTLINE series on assisted living programs….a fear of things to come? Maybe it’s because I was constantly interrupted today with Spanish lessons (which, by the way, the only word I could remember today was a word I would NEVER use in public) and other visitors, or maybe it’s because I couldn’t stop scratching the hundreds of bites I got yesterday from pulling weeds and cleaning the beach. Quien sabe? All I know is that tomorrow will be a better day and I’ll start all over again… forever grateful…forever learning from my mistakes…and most importantly…forever patient and gentle with myself when my compass gets out of whack.