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Plans and Perfection, Or Lack Thereof

I said I sort of had a plan the last time we met. Mondays shall be blog posts and Wednesdays shall be comics, I decreed. Well, I was wrong. And you know what? That’s okay. I’m getting a feel for things around here and life has been going on. Also, can we just not mention the procrastination thing? That’d be great, thanks.

So, I caught a bit of flak from a few friends about the last post Do, Don’t Dabble. I was told by multiple sources that I was being too hard on myself and was asked what was wrong with dabbling. I can take constructive criticism and I have to admit that they were right. I was being too hard on myself; though, I usually am. I also have to admit that for a blog with Whimsy in the name, that first post wasn’t very whimsical. Sorry ‘bout that.

For all the “Do! Don’t dabble!” I was spouting last time, I didn’t follow my own advice. I’ve drawn, I’ve perler beaded, and I’ve sewn a bag. I haven’t written, obviously, or there would have been a post last week. Ha. Due to all the loving criticism I received, I’ve come to realize that dabbling is doing. Yes, I also realize that I could be sending mixed messages about doing and dabbling. Sorry ‘bout that, too. You know, maybe the problem is that I don’t make the time to practice or work on things, not that I dabble. I’m a sometimes dabbler. A bit of a lazy dabbler. And then, there’s that procrastination thing again. Yikes. We still won’t talk about that. Maybe some other time…

Speaking of doing some dabbling, I got an early Christmas present to aid and abet in said activities. I got a shiny, new, awesome sewing machine! (Thanks, Mike!) I was so excited that I sat down that night and I made a reversible drawstring bag. They are so quick and easy to make. I really, really need to start making more of these things. I keep buying great fabric to make bags and then not sewing bags. I think I may have a fabric problem. Okay, I know I have a fabric problem, but I keep buying more. I don’t want to talk about how much is in the closet right now. At some point, when we can actually buckle down and do it, Mike and I would like to open an Etsy store and sell the bags, as well as bead sprites.IMG_0311

You may not know what a bead sprite is. Bead sprites are pixel art made out of fusible plastic beads. There are countless patterns floating around the web for almost any design or theme you could want. If you don’t like what you see, you can just make your own pattern, your own design. I recently made a Mario sprite from a pattern I found online. He’s not been ironed yet, which fuses the beads together permanently, so he is still stuck on tape to keep him from falling apart. Last year, I created my own miniature version of one of my favorite paintings, The Starry Night by Vincent van Gogh. I love the way it turned out. It was super challenging, but very fun, trying to figure out which colors to use where and how to modify it to such a small scale. I think it turned out rather well, if I do say so myself.


Oh! Paintings! Mike and I went to an awesome art museum this past weekend. It is Hunter Museum of American Art in Chattanooga, Tn. I absolutely fell in love with an abstract called Phenomena Royal Violet Visitation by Paul Jenkins. I was positively smitten. I want a print of it.

Phenomena Royal Violet Visitation.Paul Jenkins
There were so many other great works of art there, too, including amazing sculptures of marble and of glass. As we wandered through the museum, I meticulously examined the paintings. I looked at the brush strokes, the pencil lines, the smudges. And I realized something. Most of them weren’t perfect. Most of them weren’t exactly true to life. And they were all wonderful. They were all hanging in a museum. People looked at them and appreciated them. They spoke to people. So, maybe, just maybe, my art doesn’t have to be perfect, maybe it can be appreciated just the way it is.

And maybe imperfection is just perfect.