After a fierce bout of chronic pain, once on an even keel physically it can still take time for mental and emotional balance to return. When the pain is at its worst, I can not paint. Sometimes once it has passed, it is easy to pick up the brushes and start again, sometimes my confidence is shaken.
Yesterday, instead of giving myself a hard time for not painting, I treated myself to some time out to look back over my early portfolio.
It was great to look back and see my journey from the start. I found this sketch from 7 years ago when I was struggling to find my identity, searching for my favourite medium.
I still love drawing and sketching although the fibromyalgia makes detailed drawings very tough. In fact I hardly ever sketch any more as I have found my favourite medium, Oils.
I always advise people never to throw out their work. It is surprising how after putting a picture to one side for a time , it can be then seen much more objectively.
The good points of each piece are more obvious, the mistakes are viewed more kindly, the progress of artist skills can be mapped plus a multitude of memories of life and inspiration are revived.
It is like spending time with old friends!