"It’s so fine and yet so terrible to stand in front of a blank canvas." - Paul Cezanne
So here goes my inevitable first post.
I have often found that the anxiety of potential and possibility, the metaphoric (or literal) blank canvas, has crippled my attempts at creating. Perhaps that is why I was never any good at painting or drawing, and why I have always enjoyed collage, which allows for the careful, considered process of cutting and arranging, trying countless compositions before allowing the glue to fix each piece in place. Perhaps this is also why I have a large bag full of collected images and cut-outs which have not yet been made into anything. In this un-made state of they are still full of potential and possibility. And so I have to admit that this blog is something I’ve meant to do for a long time, but committing words or images to the page has always been too difficult. My anxiety over the finished product has stifled my ability to make the first mark. So this blog is my attempt to stop over-thinking and just DO. Snippets of words, musings, photographs or creative attempts. I accept that it won’t be perfect (or perhaps even any good), but it will be a start.