I can hardly believe it! I've finished another two pieces and I really love them! I think their faces are heaps better than the first chickybabe too. The colours turned out so rich and I'm loving working with texture and mixed media. I just love the doing - the making, the experimenting, the getting-my-hands-dirty part. Rubbing in and smearing pastels, seeing how the paints mix on the canvas. Mmm - it really is relaxing and therapeutic.
I've totally freed myself up to make mistakes "so what - if it looks horrible I'll put it in the bin and start again!" And it seems, for me at least, that enjoying the process of creating really is doing me the world of good. When I get so concerned with the end product - it just never works out. What do you think?