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Wednesday, March 1, 2017

Spring in bloom...inspiration still hibernating

Every day I get up with the good intentions of doing art....embracing that gift that god gave me, but I just stare at the blank page waiting for something to spring forth from the inspirational well....and nothing. I love spring with it's warm days and cool nights all the world is reborn again...kind of like a phoenix rising from the ashes with death springs life. So how do I channel that idea to let my artist block die and spring forth with inspirational life? This answer eludes me on a daily basis. Thinking back to when I would eat breath and sleep art there was never any trouble with it I had a head full of ideas and not enough time to do them all. So I wander down the hall opening all the doors looking for the ideas and inspirations that lay just beyond my reach.
So I will get out side breath in the life that surrounds me and each day draw something I am greatful for....yes, I am going to sit down and do an art journal and see how this helps me. I will keep you all updated on the progress and if you have gone through an artist block and pulled your way out share what tricks you used to help.
Have a great Spring
Lee Anne




Saturday, January 28, 2017

ANOTHER YEAR OLDER


So recently I had another birthday.....yes I am willing to admit even I am getting older. But this birthday I had to stop and think about my mortality and just what am I leaving as a legacy. We all want to leave a lasting impression on the pages of history and I just started wondering what is mine....what am I leaving behind that people will stop and go oh yeah that Leanne she was amazing because she.....and I could not think of a single thing. This I find sad and want to make a change to leave something, so I am racking my brain thinking...then it hit me! I have friends and family who will remember me fondly, I work a job where every day it impacts lives for the better and I have my art that speaks long past my speaking voice has been silenced. A legacy does not have to be some huge monstrous achievement but the little things that made up your life. So I will continue down the path touching lives as I go and that my friends is Legacy enough. So I am working on getting my studio together still cleaning out things then it will be time to move in and then there is no excuse to why art is not being done. Let us all go out and do what we love and in the process create our own legacy!



Sunday, December 25, 2016

YULTIDE


Christmas time has always been full of magic for me , even as I got older there was still magic in it...from baking cookies to decorating the tree there is that Christmas magic. This year though I am a bit overwhelmed....I feel lost because of the loss of my mother. I have all month put on a happy face and pretended to enjoy setting up the tree, take part in get together's, lunches and everything associated with the season....a mask I guess you could say, so no one would know just how sad I am.
I am grateful for all those in my life, I am grateful for all they do.....but have you ever felt so alone while sitting with a wonderful group of people around you? This is exactly how this Christmas has felt. I find myself counting down the days until it is over....until this whole year is over. I only want  to sleep and not deal with everyone and that is sad for if you have ever met me I am very outgoing. It is so hard to pretend to be Holly Jolly, so as I sit here alone in the house all this has flooded into me and I felt I needed to release it....they say wrighting it down helps get it out. 
What I hope in 2017 is that a muse will swoop down and touch my soul and wala the art begins to flow out once more, only time will tell and for that matter heal.
I hope you have a merry Christmas and if you are a struggling artist with a major case of Artist block like myself just remember 2017 is a new year, you get to start fresh and maybe if we just give ourselves permission to play life wont seem so closed in on us.
Have a blessed year.
Leanne




Friday, November 18, 2016

LOSS

I think the hardest thing to overcome in a persons life is loss, loss of a loved one, loss of creativity or loss of possessions. This is a mountain you climb to get over this feeling and I wonder if you ever really get over it....because you may stash it into a far corner of your mind but all it takes is another loss and those items you have stored away come tumbling out of the closet to land on top of you. A few weeks ago I lost my mother, she was my biggest cheer leader when it came to my artistic expression. At an early age she put me into painting classes, bought me color books and put up with me painting on my curtains. And as I am sitting here thinking in allot of ways she was one of those muses that moved me to reach into my imagination and pluck something out and put it on canvas or paper and how do you get over the loss of a muse? I dont think you ever do but you can channel that loss and put it into your art and see what comes of it. This is what I am currently doing pouring my sorrow into melancholy art that probably no one will ever see. I am also doing a positive thing creating an artistic space for myself from her artistic space. She had this amazing sewing room that when my dad died she gave herself....so I am taking the room and creating my art space and what I hope from all this is that this space will rise from the ashes like a phoenix and new art will have life breathed into it.
So I guess what I am getting at that even though I lost the physical muse that was my mom she still lives on in this creative space that I am creating. So stay tuned to see what erupts from all this.

Leanne



Tuesday, August 30, 2016

First Breath of Fall

So tonight I was standing outside my house and in the distance there was a wonderful display of lightning and a soft breeze was blowing and it was one of those moments you have to just take in and savor. It is the first breath of fall for the season where you can actually feel that there is a change in store.....and though it might be a brief moment with the temperatures threatening to rise again it is that beautiful moment that inspires you.
I love fall and the crisp that fills the air so when their is the hint of it creates a rush of excitement that moves through me and makes me want to create and share the feeling with the world. So lets see where this leads me!

Lee Anne


Sunday, August 14, 2016

Let Summer Inspire you

Summer....hot and humid here in Katy Texas but so much inspiration can be found all around you if you look. We live in a society where we rush around not looking at the little things that can inspire us not only creatively but soulfully. One of my Mecas is the beach and I love Galveston...one because it is only 45 minutes from me but second the life on an island town is laid back and easy so when you are there you tend to take it all in and savor the little things...like a sea shell found on the beach....a wave that crashes against a jetti....the smell of salt in the air. Now you dont have to travel to the beach to find little beauties of summer....look up notice the changing of the clouds or the color in the trees that went from that soft spring green to deep green and now because of the lack of rain are a yellow green. Go outside brave the heat and find inspiration in the small things of summer.

Keep Creating
Leanne







Monday, July 11, 2016

Through The Darkness I come

Working through an artist block is some what like peeling an onion...layer upon layer, tears upon tears. This year has been pitted with hurdles and change that has sent my creative inspirations spiraling into the nether regions never to be seen. I sit with my drawing pad and look out my window searching for the muse to fly by and tap me with some magic wand and the great masterpiece I have longed for will pop into being....this how ever never seems to happen.
So what I have thought I would do is work from the soul...tap into what ever feelings are lurking on the surface and see just what manifest from them and share them with everyone. Now this is a scary thing for me because I worry what every one thinks, the judgments on the art that I put out but I feel I must do this.
Through stress....through tears...through joy I will see what emerges on the other side of the tunnel.
I will see you all on the other side!
Leanne