I’ve had this huge canvas under my bed for about three years now. For those three years, I have had the intention of painting something, but never could quite gather up the effort to actually do so. And also, if I’m being honest, I simply didn’t know where to start or what to paint. I was terribly intimidated of throwing some paint on this huge, perfectly white, spotless canvas. What if I made a mistake, or decided against the color palette that I had chosen? It’s not as though you can command-z a stroke of paint; you need to accept what you have and make due with it moving forward. At the risk of being too introspective, this anxiety over making an indelible mark on the canvas is probably related to my tendencies toward perfectionism in life at large.
Despite all of that, I finally decided that enough is enough, and set to painting something this weekend. I’m not sure what exactly I was going for other than the abstract, but I do think it has a slight ikat vibe to it. The canvas went through several iterations, and multiple layers of color. I am actually quite pleased with how it turned out, particularly with the way the colors blended together by using watered down acrylic paint on the last few layers. I had so much fun, I may find myself buying another canvas – and I won’t wait another three years to paint it this time around.