Just part of my latest work, all will be revealed first to those on my new art notification list, a surprise awaits!
I am a great believer in self-improvement and goal setting, but after hitting a brick wall in my professional development, I signed up for a John Assaraf (from The Secret) brain re-training program. Basically it is all about re-wiring your subconscious brain, kicking out old habits and beliefs and replacing with new. In six months amongst other things I had improved self worth, greater positivity and even my fire breathing dragon persona went back in its cave. Whoohoo calm me, what progress!
However, a few weeks ago my self-esteem disappeared down the plughole after someone critisised my art and me publicly via social media. Apparently, I didn’t paint, I wasn’t a ‘real’ artist, anyone could do what I could do on a computer and people should really buy from any of the thousand other artists selling their ‘real’ paintings. I was devastated, my self worth? (Errrrm, 10p fer a cuppa tea mister?) My primeval brain did its thing and I bought into their negativity believing what they said. I sat and stewed for days, my thoughts ranging from giving up my art, to searching out my canvas and oils to create a ‘real’ painting. My current work on the koalas was abandoned. John Assaraf in his teaching says, “… your biggest growth opportunity will usually appear at the moment of your greatest point of resistance. Break through your own resistance and you’ll break through to another level of being…” So, taking that on board I changed tack and wondered how I could ‘prove’ that I did actually paint. “Hello Samantha!”
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I was in the middle of writing a blog about my artwork for aussiecritters.com.au and was struggling with an analogy to describe the status of my self-esteem. Using Google to find an answer, I was completely sidetracked laughing at the following funny analogies. I apologise for the fact that I’m pasting them here when they’ve been around since 1999 but if you are like me and missed the first and second circulation of these…enjoy!
1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a ThighMaster. 2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free. 3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it. 4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef. 5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up. 6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever. 7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree. 8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife’s infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine. 9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn’t. 10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup. |
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