Art is an Addiction?

It's final. I now believe being an Art is an addiction. You're never satisfied! You never have enough paint. You never have enough paper, canvas, or other general supplies. You're always throwing money into buying supplies that you think you need. At least I am!

I decided to clean my room earlier today after my first post in a while. I've now come to the conclusion that when I clean my room and organize my supplies, it's like I'm washing off my old plastic palettes and rinsing out my brushes. I can't paint with a dirty palette or mucky brushes! Nor can I create anything with a dirty room. The thing is, the second everything is clean I want to paint or draw and my room is a mess again! Wow, Ash, chill it with the exclamation marks. Anyway, I'm still in the middle of cleaning my room at 10:00 at night. Then I decided I was going to post another blog. (It's addicting too, I might add, when I have something to write about.)


I need to stop rambling. To the point, Ash!

While in the midst of cleaning, after I can actually see my floor, I pull out all my supplies and begin organizing them. My ArtBin hasn't been touched in months. I tossed all the stuff on my previously clean floor and realized I have a lot of stuff I havent used in forever. I found a bunch of forgotten and half used acrylics, a handful of white erasers, 3 pencil sharpeners, gluesticks, and an old bottle of dried up rubber cement. I also majority of my "lost" brushes. Out of curiosity and blossoming half-enthusiastic Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, I counted all my paintbrushes. Turns out just in my ArtBin alone I had 43 paint brushes I use for watercolor and acrylic. If that wasn't enough I went on a hunt, temporarily distracted from cleaning, and found 6 more watercolor brushes tossed in with my WC paints. Then I found my oil brush case and found 15 more brushes! I counted 64 brushes total. That's the ones I at least KNOW about. And I told myself...and still do...that I need more brushes. And I don't even use half of those. I guess because of the sizes, styles, shapes, and bristles. I don't use certain brushes.

Out of the goodness of my sisterly heart I gave my 13 year old sister a handful of the older ones I don't use anymore and that have a few years on them.

It's insane. I can't count how many art pieces I have floating around. I need to get rid of some of them. I'm running out of room!

--A.R.M