Too much wanting leads nowhere and turns into the opposite: It comes to a standstill. This “plan” to do a painting every day. Much too ambitious, far too much… To then be dropped altogether because it becomes a “must”, in other words, it becomes a burden.
So there was a break until the inner wanting could settle down again. This time calmer – with less pressure: It happens, what works. The easel and the colors are always readiliy standing in my kitchen. I CAN. I MAY. And when it happens, it happens. And maybe someday every day again. But not because some self-improvement guru says so, but because it comes out of myself. Creativity needs an open space.
