I’ve never really been one for “island style” in pattern or design. We all have fond memories of basement Tiki Bars and the subsequent revival of island kitsch. But I have lately become aware that my prejudices dictate what I draw or create and if I really think about it, it might be why I stopped drawing altogether. Somehow I have to learn to allow inspiration to take hold (which it does when I travel) , and not be disdainful and dismissive of the possibility that it might take me to a place creatively where I don’t care much for the subject matter.
Enter color! Color can be inspired by something, leaving the subject matter to become something else entirely. I don’t have to draw big tropical prints with giant palm leaves, and plumeria or orchids in order to capture my inspiration. I can use the inspired color in a completely different setting or in unrelated subject matter and still enjoy my memories without the pressure of creating scenery that isn’t really my taste as a painting on the wall.
I love this stage in a drawing. I’ve blocked out my design and it’s like a coloring book now.