Last week, I asked in an Instagram post, 'Which of my illustrations would you like to live in?'. I've never had so many reactions to a post before, but one reaction really jumped out.
"The world you create is a world many of us deeply long for (or feel homesick for)!"
And that got me thinking. Because it's remarkable to me that people mentioned this. The main things I paint are the things I wish for. Places, or moments, that I need for my emotional well-being. Places or moments that I can dissapear to in my mind. That make me feel good about life. They're my safe places.
I intentionally keep my illustrations ambiguous
Of course, with every piece, I could fully explain what I felt, meant, and envisioned. But then I would deny others the opportunity to experience their own feelings or desires with it. Because my Instagram post also showed that everyone interprets the same illustrations differently. People can project their own feelings onto the things I create. And to me, that is the greatest compliment I can receive, and it's the whole reason why I share my creations with the world. I believe that others can also benefit from it, because I notice how much it helps me!
Inner critic
Do you know that feeling when you suddenly become insecure about everything you're saying or writing? I suddenly think, 'Who wants to hear this?' and 'Phew, I sound like a braggart, ugh!' And it's the same with painting. What do I do when that inner critic rears its head? I get busy with a new painting. A new moment I want to capture, a new place I'd like to be. A new desire. And slowly, I disappear into my world and decide that this blog is complete.
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Ik lees je blog en de reactie over verlangen en ook ik herken de omschrijving. Een soort van heimwee, waarbij geuren en kleuren in je geheugen staan, zoals de kruidige geur en de warme herfsttinten die vaak al in september beginnen. Heerlijk is dat en zo zijn de krokussen en sneeuwklokjes altijd de belofte van de lente. De winter is knus en geeft gezelligheid in huis en zo zijn er dus meer mensen die het herkennen. Een lang verhaal maar wel zoals ik het voel en ervaar.
Wat mooi, het omschrijven van “verlangen”…
Inderdaad, zo zie ik het ook, het verlangen….naar het knusse, geborgenheid, wegdromen, de natuur om je heen, de stilte, het vrolijke en zachte…herkenning of verlangen naar dat wat was…of wat nog mag komen…