Dry Spell Part 1

Am I waiting on God or is He waiting on me? A period of no ideas and lack of creative visions in the head of an artist can be numbing. Invasive darts coming from all directions block the avenues of my art. The life commitments and scheduling seem to shut down or block and cut off time. Or does it? SO, therefore …Am I waiting on Him or He on me?

I recently adhered my newest sheep vellum to its board. The vellum came from Oregon and has been sitting in its packaging for weeks. Presently in my studio is a blank format staring at me. It is a beautiful surface with just the right amount of “tooth” and movement to receive the idea/vision in my head. I ordered a new charcoal pencil sharpener that arrived yesterday. Excitement set in as I prepared all the terra cotta and brown pencils to meet the surface of their calling. My oil paints are accounted for.

I am answering my own question. HE is waiting on me. As I walk on through my daily diversions , He meets me at every turn. He allows me to wonder and chase futile things as I shuffle through eliminating what does not matter. . . Most of these things are very important and need attending to. They do matter. Its called LIFE. It is up to me and my connection to the Holy Spirit to recognize the petty diversions and delete them. I am ready to delete. I conquered another reset. I woke up at 4AM ready to clean out the hard drive in my heart and make room for Him . I can’t do it without Him! His mercy and attention to me will never stop awing me. His reeling me in yet allowing me to venture on my own is demonstration of the perfect Father.

Here is a photo of the vellum that awaits. Stay tuned to see what evolves. It could be weeks, but one must start somewhere.