March.

March 14, 2017 |  Category:   art + design life

I’ve made it no secret that March is my least favorite month. Spring can’t come soon enough and the balance of everything, it seems, hangs ever so precariously during this month. It happens every year, which is odd – some sort of rhythmic cycle that I can’t make sense of. While some things are out of my control, I’ve been staying creative to keep myself grounded. Picked up drawing again (will post those at a later date) and have been keeping up the daily habit of drawing every day (usually late at night), A few months ago, I also started playing around with digital collages. Coincidentally, this is exactly how I taught myself photoshop in the mid-90s when Photoshop was a new thing. I took old family photos and superimposed them onto other photographs to create new stories and a little bit of fantasy, like the image I created of me and my grandmother for my last post. Back then, the collages were super low res, of course, and when I look at them now they’re absolutely terrible, but I look back at those evenings I locked myself in the bedroom with a computer and a mouse with fondness.

If you follow me on Instagram, then you’ve seen these images before. It feels weird to repost photos here sometimes, but I’d like to think that they live on here in posterity – Instagram is a fleeting medium, plus a blog post allows for further reflection.

The first photo of the girl on the swing is actually a “blueprint” for a series I’m thinking of working on. I wasn’t sure what medium I wanted to work with, but I think they may be drawings, hence all the portraits of people I’ve been practicing nearly everyday. I think what’s been surprising to me about doing artwork again is how therapeutic it’s been. Art therapy, who would have thought? Not me, as I feel I detached myself from art as I went through the motions in art school. But I can tell that I’m working out some things through my drawings, even if it’s not apparent in the artwork right now. But all in time. Progress sometimes is not meant to be rushed. It took me 25 years to draw again – 25 years before it felt right again.

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4 Comments

  • Reply Melissa@Julia's Bookbag March 15, 2017 at 12:22 pm

    you know, usually I like March. Usually. But this year it seems like an endless weather purgatory – not quite spring not quite winter, but extremely full of the most unpleasant aspects of both seasons. LOVE these teacup images you did. I’ve been having such fun seeing these new digital renderings, and following along with your drawings. I wish I could draw. That’s why I take photos, because I can’t draw!

    • Reply Jenna March 15, 2017 at 9:01 pm

      Thanks Melissa. I actually have the theory that anyone can draw – there are different skill levels, of course, but drawing is just a matter of practice and good observation!

  • Reply Val March 16, 2017 at 7:58 pm

    As an art therapist, I’m delighted to see you’ve tapped into the therapeutic potential of art in a way that feels right for you. Thank you for continuing to share your thoughtful, honest reflections and lovely works…so refreshing to read whenever I stop by. Those collage images are whimsical and beautiful… please continue to post!

  • Reply Helle March 17, 2017 at 4:48 pm

    I guess we all have our own specific kinds of therapeutic “help”. I used to hate February/March, but ever since birdwatching has become an important part of my life these months have actually become positive as birds get more active, they start singing and bring so much joy to my life. Your artwork looks beautiful, and I find it’s great that we all have our different ways of dealing with difficult periods in our lives.

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