Blank Canvas.

When it comes to your life, goals and dreams, you are the artist and this is your masterpiece.

You see, we all have the divine privilege of being able to start with a blank canvas at any given moment. We ALWAYS have all the resources and opportunities we need right at our fingertips.

Great words don’t you think?  My coach Bob Proctor tells me it is easy to wipe your life clean and start out fresh. It does not get any easier than this right? Just let your imagination flow wherever it wants to and voila, there is your hidden dream, right there on the canvas. I can tell you from experience that there is nothing more frightening than a blank canvas.

My mother used to say, “Child, just follow your heart and it will all be ok.” She meant well and I desperately wanted to follow my heart, even as a child. As soon as I listened to my intuition and expressed this honestly, I received a mental spanking. So where does this leave me? Today I am getting my intuition back, but blank canvasses scare me more than anything.

Before I left Holland to travel to the Caribbean, I knew I wanted to be an artist and I bought the linen and paint. But then, the blank canvas stared at me for months. A blank canvas tells me I can make mistakes and there is no promise of Happy Ever After. What am I going to do when I don’t like what I see? That is why it has to be embraced as a process.

When I started painting seriously, I wanted to discover what in life I liked. I was curious how I would express this. I painted sailboats, dark sailboats and light sailboats. My boats got lighter and more luxurious every time. My stories were told through the sea and sailboats. I don’t think there were many people understanding what I was doing. So I was about to starve, but I was strongly visualizing my dream. The boat I wanted to own was staring me in the face, day in day out. There is symbolism in the sailor’s world. I saw the meaning of every little thing.

A blank canvas still scares me, sometimes so much that I paint the first strokes blindfolded. This is like catharsis. When I watch my students sit in front of a blank canvas staring in complete anxiety, I tell them to draw circles, scratches, squares… anything until the barrier goes away.

Julia Cameron wrote a book about how to start being an artist. “The Artist’s Way” tells you to write three pages about anything you want. You do this every day until you realize that you can write your dreams down just as easy. After writing about bad hairdos, nasty brothers and the weather, there is room to write about a house with a waterfall in the yard. Nobody is judging or laughing, because nobody reads your journal.  Now you can start imagining that there are no limitations and if you are taking action, one step at a time, you can make this dream a reality, just because you wrote it down. Think about this. It’s very powerful and it will bring somewhere you have never been before. Start with reading and click here to purchase “The Artist’s Way”

What we believe.

We become what we believe. One telephone call in the afternoon connected me to a new student. She was eager to meet me because if there was one thing she really always enjoyed was drawing. I asked her, “So, why did you stop?” Her mother stressed that it was not an occupation to make any money and if she wanted to be independent she should choose something else. “Don’t ever get in your head that you could be good at anything like this”

That was the end of a dream.

It takes courage to start something like drawing later in life but I can assure you it is never too late. In fact, one of my students who had excellent skills before her stroke, came to me with the question to please help her start again. Drawing does not take much physical effort and it is good for the coordination of the brain with the hand.

I want to say two things about parents who discourage wanna be artists. “Inspire drawing skills as much as you can because it stimulates the right side of the brain and that is where the creativity houses”. Without creativity we’ll have no creative solutions for our problems, without activating the other side of the brain we are out of balance.

This belief that a pencil and paper cannot bring you fame and fortune is so deep imbedded in our belief system that any thought resonating with the word artist brings an immediate wave of thoughts about poverty, hardship, pain and depression. Recently I met a young artist who has proven that with only a pencil and a piece of paper he made a fortune. He is raving about it and is willing to teach you how. His name is Owen Garrat, you can google him. Think about other artists who started with just a pencil. Walt Disney perhaps? He did not have a computer.

I understand that to grow into something extra-ordinary you need to believe that growth is happening without seeing the evidence. This is the true meaning of potential. When you put a seed in the ground, nothing will happen for a long time, but the soil, water and sun are doing the job they are supposed to do. You have to work at it, nurture and care for it.  At the same same time, you have to know that if you put a marble in the ground, nothing ever will happen. It is made of different material. That is why you have to know your potential. Talent does not mean that much without the other components, but potential is within you and different for all of us. You either have the DNA of an oak or grass, the seed might even look the same, you only see the difference this when you allow growth to happen.

I am looking forward to my new student because it is fascinating to see my students grow from nothing to something special in the garden of life. I pretend it is my own garden and I nurture the students and their potential. I see who could become an Oak and I see who will blossom as a Hydrangea. It is up to me to give each one the right spot, feeding off of each other and not fighting for the light. I feel it my responsibility.

The Wedding

I have been developing a style that I call “the blueprints”. Blueprints are amazing things. A blueprint of a building is  just lines on a piece of paper but the architect who drew them can give them to a contractor who will translate these lines and build a brick and mortar statue of dense vibration.

This piece of paper needs to be interpreted by someone who can visualize the outcome of the lines. The architect and contractor as well as the laborer all need to work at 100% of their capacity to make a stunning building, a building to be remembered.

The soul also has a blueprint. It is designed by the Great Creator and it is ours from birth through all the lives we are living. If you imagine that at birth we become the contractor of our own life with the density of a brick and mortar reality, then you also can imagine what our life is going to look like. Most of us cannot “read” the blueprint at birth. I did not. I only read mine a year or so ago. In my mind I was building a tiny little house, like the one my parents used to live in. That was comfortable. In my mind I wanted to make it fit. I knew I was in trouble because what I thought I should build and the drawing of the blueprint were so far off that I started to ask others how to solve this problem. This is called personal development. I call it Restlessness.

I had the blue print of a castle, with minarets and various ballrooms. No wonder it would not fit on the small piece of property I just “bought.” No wonder that I could not make it fit.

I look at all of this like it is a wedding.  I believe that no matter what the outcome, a wedding is one of the truly memorable events of our lives. The wedding is about your own true love, the one that belongs to you, no matter where you find it. Love is a force of nature. It comes as a hurricane and totally immerses you. No single common sense applies anymore to what you are doing. Everything; time, money, places to be move through your hands like there is no end to it. There is no end to love. No limitations. It moves faster than you can think.

In the painting you can see the movement clearly, but you can also see the stability of the brick and mortar in the background. It is by coincidence that the tower represents the City Hall of Veere, the building I was married in, a long time ago. I couldn’t find another picture that was well designed and old as this one. Now I am looking for original blueprints.  If you have any, please let me know so I can continue with my theme and develop an amazing series of paIMG_6873_300dpiintings.