Isn’t it great when you are finally about to do something you’ve been excited about, and they you’re nervous as hell? Well, I’m not as nervous about the art show as I was, I’ve got everything organized and the last little painting done. But I do hope I will relax and enjoy this weekend as an artist.
It reminds me of getting ready to have a baby. My paintings are a little like my babies. Not a lot, but a little. I created them. Okay, God helped. But I worked on them, and now, I’m going to sell them, or offer them for sale. They can spread love and joy and whatever if I sell them, or give them away, like the books I’m done with or the clothes I don’t wear. They’re not doing anyone any good in my closet. But I can’t help but have a little attachment to my paintings. Hey, I can make more though, unlike babies. I can’t make babies anymore. And that’s a good thing.
I remember the first few contractions as labor started, remember like it was yesterday and not 22 and 30 years ago. I remember how the contractions got worse and worse. No let’s just say stronger and stronger. I had decided to go all natural with my first baby – no meds at all. Ha! After several hours of labor, I was having some doubts about my plan. After about ten hours, I realized: I can’t do this. Not without some medication. The contractions were starting to feel like my hips were coming apart.
Now I know that technically, it would have been possible for me to have a baby without any pain medication. Women have done it that way for a very long time through history. That’s why after the first shot of stadol started to wear off, and I was told it was too late for another shot, I took a deep breath and started getting ready to push. That was with my first baby. With my second, I knew I’d probably get some drugs. My water broke before labor, and after walking for a couple hours to see if labor would start, I finally let them give me some Pitocin to induce labor. An hour or so later, the nurse came in and said my contractions weren’t very strong, so she turned up the pitocin. Then, a few minutes later, I knew they were plenty strong. When it was time to push, the doctor wasn’t there yet and they told me not to push. Ha! Tell that to my body.
I could go on and on about childbirth that happened 22 years ago. Now, I’m birthing my creativity. It didn’t exactly hurt to paint, except my neck and hands do ache just a tiny bit, but I have poured my soul into some paintings, just a little. Fortunately, my soul is also fed by creativity. And art can be therapeutic. I can finally make good on the promise I made to paint an angel helping the person I saw sitting on the curb outside the fast food restaurant a couple of years ago. I didn’t have time to stop and buy him a chicken biscuit, but I said a prayer asking angels to help him and made a plan to paint that some day. Here’s the sketch I did a year ago:
And here’s part of what came out a few days ago:
Well, you never know what’s going to come out of a stream of consciousness post. Today’s prompt was “contraction.” That’s when I thought of contractions during childbirth/labor. Then Linda clarified: “Make the first word of your post a contraction.”
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February 20, 2016 at 6:40 pm
i feel privileged to be present
for your artistic birthing JoAnne 🙂
February 21, 2016 at 12:41 am
Thank you, David. 🙂
February 20, 2016 at 7:43 pm
You have expanded into contraction here JoAnna! How lovely to see more of your fine work, and yes, creativity acts as such a boon to one’s store of positive emotional energy – therapeutic, as you so rightly say.
February 21, 2016 at 1:37 am
Thank you, Hariod. The therapeutic value has something to do with bringing forth what wants to be expressed. And it’s fun to experiment with color and shape.
February 20, 2016 at 9:17 pm
I’d agree an artist’s works are like her babies. (Less painful and less likely to wander off and get lost, too!) I enjoyed this post — Good flow! 🙂
February 21, 2016 at 1:43 am
Thanks, Joey. I’m glad you enjoyed it. Yes, human babies do carry a lot more responsibility – as the should. Paintings tend to stay where we put them.
February 21, 2016 at 5:30 am
I love this post! I love your stream of consciousness, JoAnna! The painting is beautiful. At least a bunch of strangers don’t come up and want to feel your belly when you are birthing a painting. 🙂
February 21, 2016 at 5:41 am
Thank you, Mary! I’m glad you love it! I’m realizing more and more ways creating art is easier than creating a baby.
February 21, 2016 at 6:10 am
Thank you for this celebration of creativity – in human and art form!
February 22, 2016 at 12:52 am
It’s an honor.
February 21, 2016 at 6:41 am
Fantastic artwork, JoAnna. I love it. 😀
Honestly, when I wrote the prompt, “contractions” and birth didn’t even dawn on me. And I’ve done it three times! 🙄
February 22, 2016 at 12:55 am
Thanks, Linda. We never know where the stream will take us. That’s what makes it fun.
February 21, 2016 at 7:24 am
Oh I love your “babies” especially that top drawing. I wish you the best of luck with your new endeavor. Creativity opens doors into realms we didn’t even know existed and give us more and more ideas about the Creator of us all. Love and hugs, N 🙂 ❤
February 22, 2016 at 1:07 am
It sure does open doors. Not always the ones I imagined. This weekend I’m exploring places of self esteem and attitude about my art babies and going to the Creator who will make sense of it all -Something to blog about. I’m glad you appreciate the drawing. I had no idea I would share it, but my stream of consciousness went there. Thank you for your support!
February 22, 2016 at 9:46 am
If He’s put it in your heart to follow this path JoAnna then He’s already there in using it to serve some purpose of His. ❤️❤️
February 23, 2016 at 6:48 am
🙂 ❤ Thanks for this comforting truth, Natalie.
February 27, 2016 at 4:41 am
Beautiful thoughts on the prompt, JoAnna and you are such a talented artist! Best wishes with your labor of love 🙂
February 28, 2016 at 7:00 am
Thank you, Lori. I really appreciate your encouragement. It is a labor of love!
February 28, 2016 at 12:25 pm
My pleasure, JoAnna.. it shows!