Canvas Fear Syndrome.
A fresh blank canvas or page can be soooo scary for so many of us. You don’t know what to do and you might muck it up.
Ohhh BCFS BCFS.
I gave a gift of new art materials to my sister and niece.
A small round watercolour set. Easy delight.
A rectangular blank pages journal. Contained enough to feel safe. Hard-covered enough to feel special. Small enough to be friendly and to whoosh away BCFS.
A brush of the magic water-carrying variety.
I love this type of brush. It’s a simple idea – a brush that contains its own water. It’s kind of the miniature camel of the art world. It’s not as if it’s such a big deal to dip a regular brush into a jar of water.
(Ooooo. So difficult. Not sure if I can manage to move my brush all the way over there to that water jar a few centimetres away.)
It’s not as if it’s an Olympic sport.
(‘Amazing art athlete coordinates life and limb by manually transporting a paintbrush from paint to water to paper and back again seventy times in an hour.’ Hero. Medal. And all that.)
No. A regular paintbrush and water will usually do the trick. However….
There’s something nifty and ever-so-slightly Harry Potter wizardish about the water living inside the body of the brush. Just a little squeeze et Voila!
Where was I? Before I got lost in raptures over the aquabrush-or-waterbrush-available-at-all-good-art-supplies-stores-near-you?
The gift. The new materials.
So we play, we three.
We begin a Ruby, Jennie, Sally journal. I’ve never done this before. A shared art journal. What fun!
Here’s a lettering practice page created by Miss Ruby (aged 10).
And here’s a sample of our journal pages.
Can you guess
whose is whose?
Art journalling, or art journaling with one ‘l’ in America, is a Thing. It’s a Significant Thing in the world of personal (and shared) creative expression. It seemed to burgeon in the past decade or so when I had my back turned. Once you look, you can find websites and communities galore to support this art-heart healthy habit.
I wouldn’t say it’s a habit of mine. I’m still attached to the non-attached. That is, painting and collaging onto free floating pieces of art paper or canvas or calico. But I get it. There’s something ultra-specially nourishing and manageable about the form, shape, texture, containment and hold-worthiness of a book. And you can turn the pages.