I’m still feeling a bit pensive with the the year having just started. I’ve been seeing a lot of great stuff on the blog about goals and inspiration and things to look forward to in the next three hundred sixty-some days. What I wanted to talk about today is how acrylic pouring helps me out, helps not just to calm my mind, but also in a way to help me wipe a slate clean.
I like to think of myself as a lifelong student. I have a nearly insatiable need for knowledge, which is part of what drew me to acrylic pouring in the first place. This seemed like an art form that is always evolving, there is always something new to learn. A new technique. A new recipe or formula. A new thing to pour on or pour with, it seemed to be an untapped pool of things to learn about. And so far it has been and you all know I’m still learning and excited to do so! One thing I wasn’t expecting was what acrylic pouring can do for my often times cluttered brain.
It’s already been explored as a means of meditation, but what happens with me and pouring is a bit different. For example, earlier today I was having a bit of a rough go, some of my other projects weren’t working out, the dogs were barking, I was tired and grumpy, everything seemed to be against me. But then I thought of pouring, a simple thought and it was like the positive part of my brain was unlocked again. I remembered my favorite things and I started to hum that little song from The Sound of Music. A flood of inspiration hit me and I could suddenly see swirls of color and hear the small pitter patter of paint running off the side of a freshly poured canvas. And that was all without even touching a bottle of paint!
So, with that little diddy stuck in my mind, I wanted to share a few of my favorite things about acrylic pouring.
As anyone who has tried to pour, or even read about pouring, it is always something of a crap shoot. No matter your skill or preparedness level, there will always be a little something that isn’t what you expected. It’s not an exact science, this art form that has gotten under our skin, and so it will never have exact results. While that may deter some people from sticking with it, it’s something that I look forward to with every pour.
So this one might be a little odd but I’ve always loved those slightly noxious smells that your brain is supposed to process as a warning. I know I’m not alone in this, there is science to back up this weird phenomenon! I do love the smells that come with setting up a pour. The dusty smell of canvas, that sharp, thick smell from alcohol and paint, it’s a smell memory that should be telling me to beware but in reality it’s such a fondness in my mind.
More so than any other art form I’ve tried before, acrylic pouring inspiration seems to come from anywhere. I’ve imitated Van Gogh, with plans to take on more artists soon. I’ve tried my hand at creating real pictures from pours with specific techniques. But I also see a pour in oil in the road after rain and in the new pavers in the park. Even now, while humming about snowflakes and eyelashes, I’m wondering if I would be able to recreate a rolling hill or even a mountain with paint.
These are my musings from one chaotic day turned peaceful evening after a simple thought. I hope you all find a similar bliss from pouring or something else in your life. I’ll be back to the art making soon, I promise! But for now, I have to remember what it’s like to be 16 going on 17.
PS Koz is new to the acrylic pouring game but she’s diving right in and has no intentions of looking back! A student of the universe, there is nothing this artist loves more than learning and trying new things. Her other hobbies include reading, foreign language, and salsa dancing.