Today, I stumbled upon a notion that struck a chord deep within me: "We all have a thousand ugly drawings in us, and you have to just get them out." It sparked a revelation, a journey I felt compelled to share with you.
For a while, I took a step back from the social media whirlwind. Where did I go? What was I up to? The answer is simple but profound—I was delving into the roots of my craft. I embraced a period of seclusion to immerse myself in the basics, to refine my skills, to acquaint myself with a new medium, and yes, to liberate those ugly drawings and paintings dwelling within.
Why the hiatus? Because true growth requires a return to the fundamentals. I found myself lost in the dance of lines, the play of colors, and the uncharted territories of a medium unfamiliar to my palette. It was about breaking free from the shackles of perfection and allowing the raw, unfiltered strokes to speak my truth.
My art has undergone a metamorphosis, and surprisingly, it's been a natural transition. Did I share the fails? Hell no. Not because they aren't valuable—they're essential stepping stones. But how many flower bouquets can a girl paint when she knows there's a voice inside her waiting to be heard?
This journey isn't about showcasing perfection; it's about vulnerability, exploration, and the beauty found within imperfections. It's about evolving without the pressure to conform. Each ugly drawing is a testament to my commitment to growth, a celebration of authenticity, and a bridge to the artist I'm becoming.
So, here I am, reemerging from the cocoon of introspection, eager to share this evolving narrative with you. Thank you for being on this artistic journey with me. Let's continue to celebrate the messy, the unexpected, and the beautifully imperfect.
To the thousand ugly drawings and the voice within,
Tracy
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