I delivered this House painting to a repeat customer last weekend and they seemed very pleased. I was so glad too because I was late delivering the painting. I had promised it weeks ago and just couldn't get myself to switch gears from everything else I've been doing and slow down to paint. Don't get me wrong, I love painting, I just don't get to do it as often as I would like and as a result, I'm not a confident that the result will always be good. I know I'm my own worst critique. I sit and look at a blank canvas I think to myself, can I make this happen? Is it going to be good? It takes a long time complete my house paintings because I spend a lot of time just sitting and staring at my work trying to figure out how to make it better.
I spent a long evening on this piece last week and finally went to bed still not happy with it. Then I left it on my studio table for a week, knowing it was past due and feeling more and more like I wasn't going to be able to make this painting meet my expectations. Days passed and finally early last Saturday morning, I laid in bed and asked God to just let me paint. Just let me relax... and paint. So I got up and went out to my studio. And I knew, the moment I made my first brush stroke, that this painting was going to make me smile. I breathed a sigh of relief and enjoyed painting the rest of the morning:)