i gave my son this Mona Lisa background with a perfectly white torso in the foreground, showed him the original painting, and explained to him the concept of a portrait (or in his case, self portrait.). Then i had him sit in front of a mirror and draw exactly what he saw.
There was no doubt or indecision. He saw himself clearly….through his own pretty little (wide-set?) eyes. Haha! It was so pure. He was proud.
i had a sorta different moment of clarity and self-awareness last night as i cleaned and organized my office. As i tidied and sorted, i realized just how efficient and professional a space it has become over the last few years. i’ve come so far from the girl who couldn’t admit out loud that she was an artist. Now i give myself permission to buy the tools of the trade, the proper packaging materials, quality art supplies and, occasionally, new-fangled gadgets that wildly improve my work flow.
It feels very real. i feel confident enough to say that i am an artist…always a work in progress, but still.
Moments of clarity are good. i think i should try to experience them more often.