This weekend, I completely abandoned my seed beads. The weather was beautiful and I wanted to go see the Tall Ships, but I also wanted to work on my painting.
Last night, I worked on my beaded White House painting for the entire night! I had reached a point where I sort of liked what I was doing, so I just kept painting… After a little while longer, I ended up hating my canvas and everything I painted! I am not a painter – why must I paint at all, I thought. Why can’t I just let beadwork be! Frustrated & discouraged, I cleaned up my paint brushes and went to sleep.
Five hours later, I woke up and started painting again. This time, I reached for a different brush, and ended up re-painting over the entire oval canvas! Three hours later, I took a step back and really looked at my work.
Bead embroidery mounted on an oval stretched canvas. Work in progress… That was when I realized that I choose to paint not because it is easy, but because it is hard…