As an artist, there’s a constant tension between sticking to what’s expected and letting your imagination run wild. “Stay consistent,” they say. “It’s good for your brand.” But where’s the magic in that? Where’s the thrill, the challenge, the growth? Over the past few weeks, I gave myself permission to break the rules. And it’s been nothing short of exhilarating.
The Memory That Sparked It All
Years ago, I sat at a dining table in my in-laws’ home, my eyes repeatedly drawn to a painting that hung on the wall. At first, I didn’t know what to make of it—an abstract swirl of circles, lines, and subtle colours. It seemed… odd. But over time, something shifted. I began to see its beauty, the way the shapes flowed together, the way it seemed alive, quietly telling a story without uttering a single word.
That painting left a mark on me. It sat quietly in my subconscious, whispering every now and then, challenging me to create something that felt as free and untamed. But I never had the courage—or maybe just the time—to answer its call. Until now.
Finally Saying “Yes” to Play
This Christmas vacation, I decided to take a leap. To play. To explore the unknown corners of my creativity that had been left untouched for too long. I stepped into the abstract realm, and the experience was nothing short of transformative. I found myself chasing the beauty of flowing shapes and vibrant colours, following the emotions they stirred in me.
It wasn’t about creating something “on-brand” or easily recognizable. It was about creating for the sheer joy of it, about giving my curiosity the reins and seeing where it led me. And where it led me was to something organic—art that speaks in a language all its own.
Telling Stories Without Words
The pieces I’ve created are different from anything I’ve done before, but they still feel like mine. They tell stories—not in a way that’s obvious, but in a way that resonates. They’re about movement, rhythm, energy. About organic shapes and colours that tug at something primal. They don’t need words to speak; they just are.
This process reminded me why I create in the first place. It’s not about sticking to formulas or meeting expectations. It’s about discovering something new, surprising myself, and pouring my heart into every line, every curve, every shade.
A Moment Before Returning to Reality
Today is my last day of vacation. Tomorrow, I’ll step back into my corporate world—the meetings, the emails, the constant demands of being “boss lady.” Don’t get me wrong, I love my job. But before I dive back into that fast-paced world, I wanted to pause and share this moment.
This experiment, this brief yet powerful journey into abstract art, has reignited something in me. It’s reminded me that, even in the midst of a busy life, there’s always room to push boundaries, to explore, to create something just for the joy of it.
A New Chapter?
Now, as I look at these pieces, I can’t help but wonder: Should I keep going? Could this exploration grow into something bigger—a collection, perhaps? These artworks feel like the beginning of something, but I’m still figuring out what that something is.
That’s where you come in. What do you see in these pieces? Do they move you the way they’ve moved me? Do they hold potential, or are they simply a delightful detour? I’m eager to hear your thoughts, to see how this experiment resonates with others.
The Beauty of Growth
Over the past two weeks, I’ve come to realize that art is about so much more than consistency. It’s about growth, about embracing the thrill of new ideas and discovering something extraordinary along the way. This journey into abstract art has reminded me of the pure joy that comes from letting go—trusting the process and seeing where it takes you. True growth doesn’t come from staying in the comfort of the familiar; it’s found in the courage to step into the unknown.
So here’s to experimentation. Here’s to chasing the sparks of inspiration that might otherwise fade. Here’s to breaking free.
Shaping the Crazy 