|Miami Coquette, 1998|
It's much more fun making mistakes while creating folk art. Mistakes feel right at home in the folk art genre. I think it's an integral part of the folk art legacy. Folk art owns it. And proud of it. Even shows it off.
As I continue along my art path, mistakes become testaments to having given another possibility a chance. We all deserve that, so why not a blob of paint? A hole drilled there? Hmmm, maybe it will turn out better than the original idea.... Sometimes I regret it as I attempt to pull a panel nail out of a sensitive piece of wood, losing both the hard fought for wood element and hours in the end. But as in life, I learn not to do THAT again. And adapt accordingly.
Too bad we can't erase missteps we've taken in life as easily. Wouldn't that be too perfect? However, the parade there goes only in one direction. Maybe that's why I like to meander along the messy, scribbled, erased, repainted backroads of art.