2024 April
Greetings to everyone! As April arrives, it brings a sense of solace. The onset of spring, juxtaposed with the anticipation of scorching Dubai summers, draws everyone outdoors. Whether it's lounging on the beach or immersing in nature, we relish spending time with loved ones, accompanied by abundant food. The art season is winding down, culminating with World Art Dubai at the Trade Center. Business slows down considerably; people prioritize comfort over productivity. On such days, painting serves as a therapeutic outlet, often complemented by engaging discussions with motivated artist friends, steering us back on course.
Recently, I conducted a three-day kids' workshop at Al Naseem Jumeirah. The ambiance was idyllic, with tables, easels, and canvases arranged amidst lush grass, flanked by the beach and pools. Sharp at 3 pm, children clad in swimsuits and towels eagerly lined up. These kids belong to the top 1% of the world's wealthiest, able to afford such luxurious accommodations. Although photography and social media sharing were prohibited during the workshops, the children had a blast. With fifty kids each day, I played the role of their instructor, sketching various subjects upon their requests, ranging from favorite soccer players and race cars to dinosaurs, alongside simple floral and bunny motifs. It was an unforgettable experience, not just because of the delightful children but also the surreal proximity to the Burj Al Arab, a long-cherished dream.
I often find myself grappling with the inertia of creative ideas lingering on my to-do list. Why do artists tend to ruminate rather than diving straight in? Why the tendency to wait for the perfect mood or muse for inspiration? Can't we simply push forward, regardless of our inclinations, like everyone else?
Like many in my age group, I contend with bouts of poor mental health and occasional panic attacks. Two years ago, I mistook anxiety for thyroid issues. While my life today exudes tranquility, and I find happiness and contentment, I can't shake the feeling of not being true to myself. I've become more quiet and reserved, losing the vivacity and sociability that once defined me. While unsure if this transformation is positive or negative, I certainly miss the old me.
I deeply appreciate your subscription; it means the world to me. So let's seize our brushes and JUST DO IT, as my personal mantra goes (a nod to Nike).
Xoxo,
Nellie