The Dream…

Watercolor Petal Painting Trial 3So if you have been following along, totally okay if you haven’t, I’ve mentioned “the dream” a few times… And no, I’m not talking about a dream as in a goal, like “I dream of becoming a Hollywood star”, no I’m talking about the weird BS that your brain puts together. Yeah, that weird crap that Freud claimed was your subconscious telling you very important secret things about yourself and your “true” feelings.

Well, yeah, my strange, hidden self has informed me that I am a painter. And no, not like “I paint as a hobby in my spare time.” Nope my dreams have been about me being a professional artist, being able to pay bills and have a career with paint and my imagination. The reason why this like makes no sense to me and why I’m totally weirded out by it is that up until now, I haven’t painted since like forever, probably sometime in middle school.

Regardless, these dreams have been persistent for the last few months. I wake up in the middle of the night from a dream about a different painting technique or concept and cannot go back to sleep for the life of me. Instead I lay there and play the dream over in my head. I think about different ways I can execute the idea, various mediums I could use, how particular elements can be changed to evolve it. Kinda annoying really… I literally feel compelled to get up and paint in the middle of the night. Mind you, I have a day job that starts at 7am so painting at 3am isn’t the best idea since I work with the public and I get cranky without enough sleep.

I have noticed that I sleep better when I have painted during the day so obviously the only thing to do is to paint and see where it takes me! At the very least, I will be back to sleeping during the night. 🙂

Be Authentic. Be Unique. Be You.

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The Artsy Kid

I’ve always been an artsy kid, always considered myself to be very creative and imaginative. I remember my art teachers wanting me to spend my lunch breaks in their rooms to continue making more art. I would be given an idea and I would run with it, taking a simple assignment and making it into something original and unique. We were told to draw a city skyline, everyone drew houses and skyscrapers; I had globes, triangular and hovering buildings: a city on an alien planet.

Throughout junior high and high school I drew a lot, mostly my favorite comic book characters (Jean Grey/Phoenix, Sailor Moon, Rogue, Lady Death). I knew I wasn’t the best and so I tried my hand at designing beautiful and unique dresses but I refused to learn to sew (sewing machines are terrifying!). So I slowly gave up my dreams of being a comic book artist and realized that if I believed the sewing machine was gonna eat me, I probably wouldn’t make it as a fashion designer either. Giving up on these, I threw myself into being a teenager, working part-time, studying, hanging out with friends, partying, and dating. The only artistic outlet I used then was in my ceramics class and again, I had creative, original, and unique ideas that I was able to execute well.

Fast forward to college and I was doing nothing artistic! I took no art classes in college and I mostly stuck to books and video games in my free-time when I wasn’t studying. Looking back, I’m surprised I survived without doing arts and crafts, I find them so essential now that without a creative outlet I feel… empty? Yes, empty would be the best word to describe it. It is like a form of depression like I’m missing a part of myself.

Thankfully since graduating college, I’ve dedicated a lot of my time to art again, specifically crafts. I began making cards for coworkers for every holiday, big and small and eventually increased to making the cards for family members as well. I taught myself to sew (by hand, I’m still afraid of the sewing machine) and have made Christmas stockings and little hand-sewn creations. I learned needle felting and have stabbed myself so many times making little critters! Also, I have been trying to teach myself crochet but I swear yarn doesn’t like me, I just end up playing with it with my cats. But give me play-doh and I will make you a zoo of animals! Give me materials and a theme and I can make something different and uniquely Nikki.

Regardless of my history with my arts and crafts, painting has not been something I have done a lot of. And yet, I plan on becoming an accomplished painter.

So how did all this painting madness begin? With a dream…

Be Authentic. Be Unique. Be You.

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Glitter and things

Bubble Trial 1Rainbows, Bubbles, Glitter, and Flowers are some of my favorite things in life. Yes, these things are usually loved by children and really girly girls and I’m not quite either of those, although I am convinced I may be like 5-year-old trapped in a 30-year-old body. Regardless, I was thinking about just keeping my art simple, only using flower petals. I believe (possibly wrongly) that a lot of others do not share my love for the overly colorful and shiny, that others view it as gaudy and/or childish. So my plan was to keep my paintings simple, toned down, and “safe” in a way. But I realized that just isn’t me. With my usual bright red hair, fun furry-fuzzy boots, and big colorful earrings, I tend to stand out and I think my art should be just as loud and unique. People are gonna like what they like and hate what they hate, no point in trying to please everyone, it’s just not gonna happen. And therefore I’ve decided to be my unique self and if I never sell a painting, at least I get to be me!

Be Authentic. Be Unique. Be You.

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The Journey Begins

Rose Petal Painting 1.0Thanks for joining me!

I’m not quite sure what I’m doing… for the past month I’ve been into painting. Alright, yeah, doesn’t sound that bad, nothing wrong with painting, nice colorful hobby! But that’s the problem, it’s not just a hobby for me, I’ve been researching ways to start getting my artwork into galleries, how to create my own website, who my contacts are, even picking out my domain name and creating a new email address specifically for my artist alter ego.

Uh, please keep in mind that during all this research, reading, note taking, and searching, I wasn’t doing much of anything else during my free-time. And that includes, painting. So yeah, all this time and effort into how to sell and become a famous artist when I actually couldn’t really call myself an artist since there was no actual art going on. Hopefully, you are just as “WTF?” as I’ve been lately.

I’m just going to assume that this is all a bit wacky simply because it all started with a dream. And no, not the, “I had a dream…” kind of dream, but one of those strange movies your subconscious puts together when you sleep and then you wake and realize that your subconscious really enjoys messing with you… 

Be Authentic. Be Unique. Be You. 

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