"Into the Canyon" acrylic on canvas, 12x12, copyright Erin Rogers Pickering
About 12 years ago when the need to paint became a steady roar inside of me. A roar that I could no longer ignore in pursuit of "more worthwhile" activities and career choices... I saw or rather felt a vision - a series of paintings that I needed to create. Something I needed to bring to life. Persistently calling me, they were so very distant. I told my boyfriend (who is now my husband) that I felt as if I was standing on one side of the Grand Canyon, and this soul-searching series of art that was begging to be created, was on the other side of the Canyon. Miles and miles away. With the most enormously deep and wide space between me and my soul vision - the place I was supposed to be. Greatly frustrated, I didn't know how to get there. "Yes, you do. You need to go into the canyon. You need to paint your way through. There's no other way." (there's a reason he is now my husband) And, so I went in a bit, came back out. Tentatively, in and out a few times. Skirted and thoroughly explored the edges and trails on this side. The side I knew. For a while I set up camp - watching and keeping and eye on the distant place I would eventually need to travel to. Now, it is time. I am going in! I would say 'Wish me luck', but I don't need it. I've got my paints, my imagination, and faith.