"I Can't Take It Anymore" (Inspired by Ryan Shultz an Amazing Young Artist) Written by: Ron Brown Photo by: Keith Davenport

“I Can’t Take It Anymore” (Inspired by Ryan Shultz an Amazing Young Artist)
Written by: Ron Brown Photo by: Keith Davenport
I long to be a finished work with my brush strokes dried and framed in a gallery for all to see.
The artist sees me this way even as he stretches the canvas and staples me to the wood. The staples sting and the stretching extends my comfortable form, but I know what I am destined to be.
Squeezing the oils upon the palette, sometimes the mixing of the colors can be confusing but I still see myself as the finished work.
Hours become days and days weeks while strokes are applied with visual surety yet my form sometimes is far from a finished work.

With each wave of the brush does my form take shape. I know that the artist sees me as I do a finished masterpiece. I would rather all the pigments be applied at once so I could be in the gallery now, but the true artistry requires that my masterpiece be a process of many stages as a work in progress.
My very creation each day is clearly in the mind as the paint is applied to the brush and the waving motions to just the right part of my canvas are applied. Sometimes it is hard to see me as the finished work while drying in between sessions.
Trying to understand the artist’s methods as he applies the layers upon layers. Help me to understand the vision so clearly that even when I appear to be just a glop of paint from a tube I can see my desired result. I long for the days of my finished time in the gallery being able to fulfill the artist’s vision for my purpose. But I can’t take it anymore; my nature is to want to be admired now. But I know I will require time drying in darkness waiting for the next amazing movement upon my canvas. I can see me hanging in the gallery next to the finest works of art, yet time must be spent propped on an easel relying on its steadiness and surety for I am a work in progress. Sometimes the artist requires a day break to let my paint dry fully so that my colors don’t bleed from haste.
But I know I can be the masterpiece in the right time. I am a one of a kind work by a truly amazing artist conceived before my canvas was stretched and secured. For each day is progress that is evident even when sitting in the darkness of the studio awaiting the next step to take shape. For I am truly a work of art in the finest gallery with the perfect frame selected to mount me in perfect union. I see myself in the gallery already complete. It is not my progress that matters but the creative vision that must remain clear for each step to be bearable in the whole of time. For I am a masterpiece just wait and see, even today I am just a hemp plant being woven into tightly woven canvas pulling my fibers taunt. But I can hardly wait to become that finished work in the gallery. What about you? Become the masterpiece each day and BE Truly Well.