This past week, I spent two days working on a painting — only to scrape all the paint off and begin again. It wasn’t working. The more I worked it, the worse off it was.
This happens. It’s not the first time, and I doubt it will be the last. I’m a bit distracted: There is so much going on in the world right now to distract us. And each of us has enough in our daily lives, even without the political drama.
Art is a jealous mistress. She demands all of you. So I begin again. That is the secret: Just keep at it. Showing up is the secret, and not giving up.
As for eliminating the distraction, that is for each of us to figure out. I’m not sure there is a magic answer, except to begin again.
I’d love to hear your ideas. But above all, if you show up, and keep showing up, and always begin again, if you do that in your commitment to anything, that is where mastery lives. And maybe the only place mastery can be found. What do you think?
I’ll leave you today with this quote from Carrie Fisher: “Take your broken heart and make art.”