Few people know I like to paint these days. Painting is something I have always done for as long as I can remember. Something I have done in my down-time, when stressed, injured or happy and inspired.
Life gets in the way sometimes, there are times where I go months or the better part of a year without picking up a pencil or paint brush. But painting is always something I return to.
As we all know it has been a tough time in the world over the last 10 months or so. I know, I have struggled a lot. As a creative person I have done better than others. My introverted self was in bliss at times. On the flip side, I found myself so unmotivated and uninspired. One may have thought with all the spare time I would have been creating all the time.
The truth is, I just couldn’t. When I paint, I like to paint about things with meaning and usually my paintings have some sort of underlying happy tone. I couldn’t find my happy or any meaning.
Until one day in October last year, I just thought to myself, I can’t keep not painting, I need to paint and maybe it will cheer me up, maybe I will feel productive.
I decided it was time to start a new sketchbook, to collect ideas. I wanted to paint about something I could get excited about. With so much uncertainty it was hard to get excited about anything. I was just about to go into my first summer in six years, so as a warm up and to have a little bit of a theme to get colours flowing on the page, I painted a sun.
The sun is about as happy as one can get, symbolically.
So there I was pencil in-hand drawing curves and waves to colour-in on watercolour paper. The colours started to flow and I started to paint as a tribute to summer, reminding myself of some of the things I love about the hot Aussie summer. Vibrant, happy colours hit the page in the moments I have put aside to paint.
As the visuals to accompany my words, it is obvious I didn’t just paint one variation of sunshine. Maybe I have gone insane being back in the summer heat of Perth in Western Australia. But my own insanity is keeping me sane… well sometimes, when I put a paintbrush in my hand.
Here is to surviving what has been one of the strangest times in history. If you have managed to read this far, I hope this little post brings some cheer and you have at least enjoyed the pictures.
All images and artwork by Rouchelle Gilmore