I had a parenting moment of guilt, about the TV and movies my daughter watches... and then we sat down tonight to watch the 1959 Sleeping Beauty classic that I so fondly remember watching with my siblings at my Nan's house 30 years ago.
The animation is so unbelievably beautiful. Such a sense of storybook wonder.
I found myself enchanted again, engrossed in the story and music yet also looking at colour, form and composition with adult eyes and thinking, 'How could I appropriate that frond or a tree shape, or the rendering of that cliff top into my work and make it my own?'
It triggered something in me... A realisation that some of the movies I watched and stories I read as a child shaped my creativity so deeply they became absorbed, innate, ingrained inspiration.
Another two occasions spring to mind where this has happened. The Wizard of Oz is one and my favourite Children's book, Where do the Wicked Witches Live? is the other. Both I recently re-viewed and to my surprise I see so many elements of them as subconscious inspirations of my work.
Check out these images below and just see if you can't see the subconscious links!
So I don't feel guilty anymore about the TV and movies my daughter watches. Her imagination is out of this world and her drawing is utterly prolific. Here's hoping it leads her to a happy, creative future... whatever that may be.