Friday, March 23, 2012
Still Life #70 24"x24" gouache on w/c paper
The life of an artist is to be a hermit. In the morning go to the studio. Create the work. Give and take with the galleries that handle the work. Look for opportunities to share the work. I think we have a responsibility to share what we are doing, it might be easier to create the work, and put it under the bed, but on the other hand the work might give others the inspiration to create.
Often our work is not appreciated. Today I got another rejection, which is part of the 'game.'
Turn on computer
Read the email
Like a slap
Or a door slammed
In the face
Don't like it
Don't want it
Not good enough
I have done my part
Created the work
Entred on time
Paid my fee
My ears sting
For your smile
Take a breath
Wind chimes tinkle
In the breeze
Off the floor
Note: There are many more rejections in an artist's life, that acceptances. Where does the artist get the strength to believe in their work? It comes from deep inside, the eyes see the work, and based on all the years of study, and work, the artist must believe....
Friday, March 9, 2012
Still Life #64 24"x24 gouache on oriental paper
In Still Life #64, I am using intensity for the gradation. So the piece gradates from bright to dull, each way.
I have recently had a new brochure printed and have been sending them out. Which brings me to rejection,.... again.
“This manuscript of yours that has just come back from another editor is a precious package. Don't consider it rejected. Consider that you've addressed it 'to the editor who can appreciate my work' and it has simply come back stamped 'Not at this address'. Just keep looking for the right address.”
― Barbara Kingsolver
I like this quote, and will rewrite it for artists. "This painting of yours that has just been rejected is a precious painting. Don't consider it rejected. Consider that your've addressed it 'to the dealer, curator who can appreciate my work' and it has simply come back stamped, 'Not at this address'. Just keep looking for the right address."
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