I am in a creative bog. Not sure of the reason. I have only been able to paint what is given to me and I haven't painted on my own since Dec 08. Not a great start for someone who desires to be an artist. I am beginning to think I am fearful. I fear a great many things although we as Christ followers have been instructed not to fear. I must admit I still find myself fearing none the less.
What could I possibly fear about canvas and paint? The mess, no. The creative outlet, no. The chance that someone may find my work dumb and worthless, possibly. But most people know that I really don't care what others think. If I did I wouldn't go around with a bald head encountering ridicule daily. I have planned paintings and have many waiting to be released. Why can't I take the next step and unleash what I have been holding on to for months?
Yes, these are strange days.
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