The suffocating mind always yearns for answers that the solved mind is unable to provide. Did you ever wonder, what makes our suffocating mind relief? I wonder but nothing ever makes total sense. From time to time, my melancholic mind calls out to my artistic self. Art is a form of expression that generates my creative self.
When the first hurdle is gone, we start to dig more and find comfortable but if the start is with criticism sometimes it is hard to move further. So I am thrilled that my first art was acceptable by all of you and got some good reach, so here I am with my second piece. With this piece, most of my mistakes will be quite visible and I hope you correct me so that I can fix them and make a better piece for my upcoming ones.
I love art and art has always helped me feel at peace. I often visualize many things but when it comes to penning it down or painting it out, I can barely. Some feelings are always contained and I guess it is better than way. Today, I feel melancholic too. I know this is not good, to pass on this vibe of sadness, but very few of us go through this pressure throughout our lifetime and this is hard to get off from, so I hope you all don't get carried away but take the essence from it.
I am not sure if all my art will have this roaming cry of gloom over them, but let me live to it while I have it.
Art form: Digital
Platform: Sketchbook app
Paper Size: 600*800
Layers: 14 layers
Art type: Watercolors
Duration: 5 hours
The process photos are below:
{All the uploaded images are my own creation}
This is a very weird piece, I have shared this with a few friends and they feel that many things have gone wrong. But, when I justified and shared my theme, they said that the theme was fine but the art wasn't. The water doesn't seem like water, the land is too smooth, the hill is a disaster, the sky can never have stars and the moon lit up so bright, etc, etc. What they said made proper sense but what I thought was that, was it not okay for my amateurish mind to sketch this amateurish piece with loads of mistakes, is it not okay?
Finally, I decided to let go of my fear of holding back and I let it go. If even the learned don't like it, maybe for a child or for children, this can be a recommended piece. As I myself am a beginner, I am still taking in the criticism but I feel I can still climb up with the cracked pieces. This might not be a perfect piece but this is my part of pounding isolation.
Theme of the art: The art piece describes my isolated mind where it is filled with chaos and it is pounding with desperation. I tried to depict the confusion even in the surrounding atmosphere. The girl is sitting idle while suffocation filled her isolated self, but the atmosphere is still and peaceful, contradicting her sole existence.
As you can see the moon is lit at one end while the stars are peaking at another end. You can see that the sea is still at one part while crushing on the hill on another part. You can barely find the reflection of the moon in the deep sea, while it should have been clearly visible. The land is plain but without big grass and without any touch of the moonlight but it seems to be on a high range. Nothing is totally in sync neither is everything in chaos.
