June is almost to a close. I've finished my last free art class for the month, managed to injure my back (all that upside down painting), and I've been catching up on some commissions. These last few days though, I've been stuck in a rut. Moody pieces have emerged from my studio. Dark, not really cheery colors like my usual stuff but I'm ok with that.
I've also been suddenly aware of the fact that I miss traveling. Yes, I know, I am an expat overseas. Abu Dhabi is far from what I would consider home. And yet, I can't help but feeling like I need a change of scenery. I've quickly outgrown this desert island.
I traveled a lot in college. Brazil, England, Portugal, Turkey, France, just to name a few. I know that feeling you get when you step off the plane into a foreign land, somewhere you've never been before. It's good for my soul, for my brain, and especially good for my creativity.
I've been painting pretty consistently these last few months, and happily selling my art to fortunate collectors here in Abu Dhabi and even abroad. But, lately, I feel the need to be bigger.
I want to paint bigger. I want to see bigger. I want to sell bigger. I want to be bigger. Maybe that means finding a gallery that's excited to represent my work.
I think about this day and night now. It could mean I'm ready. Regardless, my eyes are now impatient with what's in front of me. It's not like I'm bored. I just feel that same thing stirring inside of me that rose a few years ago: this desire to see the world, relish in the ancient architecture of a land, speak Portuguese (or another language), and be so immersed in discovering new things that I forget myself and all of life's current trials.
Looks like I'm going to have to work hard for this and hopefully manifest this into reality soon.
I hope in a few months, I will be sharing my travel experiences with you guys. I already contacted a good friend of mine in London for a reunion. We're thinking Spain :)