What is it to be an artist?
Well I would advise you to ask a child, yes I feel the young ones are the truest of Artist amongst us, when you paint unmotivated, when you write without being commissioned, when you creat jewelry or sculpture not to meet a deadline, when it’s more eventful and gratifying to color before your dinner instead of entertaining your phone to pass the time, I remember all of the artistic passion that brewed in me from the earliest of memories, when I was young and someone asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, my answer would often be “I want to be an artist” growing up that objective became blurred by society saying you have to make money, you have to have your Art accepted, social media has helped to let people share our Art with the world but it also has done well at sharing it with critics and making it a numbers game, which Art should never be reduced to. Now that I’m older and I find my muses are never the obvious candidate, give me the old man with his dog who plays his guitar on his back porch with no audience, give me the adolescent who goes to all ends to make there bedroom exactly to match there soul with posters of there favorite bands or animals or authors ext. even though it’s there room alone, there only doing it for there Eyes, not trying to hold great Gatsby parties. I want the unpaid actor who performs at local theaters on a night when there’s only three people in the audience and still never misses a beat. I need the grownup who plays on the local softball team and with his friend and doesn’t keep score. I wanna see the the young lady baking on a Friday night for just her and her cat because culinary Is a Good Friday night, the young man who gives haircuts cuts to anyone that will them, because cutting hair is his passion. Give me the soulful woman who sings while she pumps gas at the convenient store, the upper aged lady who belongs to a bowling league, and plz plz plz give my all the people in there homes who dance when no one is watching. I want to possess the art of that Sway, I may never make a dime of my pictures or be featured in a museum, but I creat And recreate a masterpiece with every picture I upload, I get to share that part of me with you, despite the number of likes or comments ( or lack there of), I’m not motivated by that, ( though it is a beautiful thing when people also enjoy my art and cast there love to it) I feel I am living up to what that fearless brilliant little boy said when he said when he proclaimed he was going to be an Artist when he grows up, and at age 30 I am making art not because it’s making me friends or money or anything like that, I do it because it makes me happy, just like it does to ever child who colors and paints, and I will continue to, it’s the fastest way to stay young and true to oneself ~
What is it to be an artist?
Well I would advise you to ask a child, yes I feel the young ones are the truest of Artist amongst us, when you paint unmotivated, when you write without being commissioned, when you creat jewelry or sculpture not to meet a deadline, when it’s more eventful and gratifying to color before your dinner instead of entertaining your phone to pass the time, I remember all of the artistic passion that brewed in me from the earliest of memories, when I was young and someone asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, my answer would often be “I want to be an artist” growing up that objective became blurred by society saying you have to make money, you have to have your Art accepted, social media has helped to let people share our Art with the world but it also has done well at sharing it with critics and making it a numbers game, which Art should never be reduced to. Now that I’m older and I find my muses are never the obvious candidate, give me the old man with his dog who plays his guitar on his back porch with no audience, give me the adolescent who goes to all ends to make there bedroom exactly to match there soul with posters of there favorite bands or animals or authors ext. even though it’s there room alone, there only doing it for there Eyes, not trying to hold great Gatsby parties. I want the unpaid actor who performs at local theaters on a night when there’s only three people in the audience and still never misses a beat. I need the grownup who plays on the local softball team and with his friend and doesn’t keep score. I wanna see the the young lady baking on a Friday night for just her and her cat because culinary Is a Good Friday night, the young man who gives haircuts cuts to anyone that will them, because cutting hair is his passion. Give me the soulful woman who sings while she pumps gas at the convenient store, the upper aged lady who belongs to a bowling league, and plz plz plz give my all the people in there homes who dance when no one is watching. I want to possess the art of that Sway, I may never make a dime of my pictures or be featured in a museum, but I creat And recreate a masterpiece with every picture I upload, I get to share that part of me with you, despite the number of likes or comments ( or lack there of), I’m not motivated by that, ( though it is a beautiful thing when people also enjoy my art and cast there love to it) I feel I am living up to what that fearless brilliant little boy said when he said when he proclaimed he was going to be an Artist when he grows up, and at age 30 I am making art not because it’s making me friends or money or anything like that, I do it because it makes me happy, just like it does to ever child who colors and paints, and I will continue to, it’s the fastest way to stay young and true to oneself ~