I'm doing 28 things
I went to art school for a semester. For years it has completely killed any want to paint that I had. I used to spend hours upon hours painting every day for a long time, and typically produced at least one painting a week. Everyone I know encourages me to do this again, and for a long time I’ve not wanted to.
Now I think the only thing holding me back is the disorganization of my living space, but that’s probably just an excuse. Of course, it’s also been my motivation to organize. And I’m carefully thinking over what I want to paint.
I need to remember that I used to paint because I loved it, not because of what other people think of my work. Now that I’m not in school for it, I don’t have to suffer through the critques. However, that’s hard, because I still think back to them and it’s sort of disheartening.
