For a few weeks now, I have been pondering my journey as an artist. I deem it is a collective retort to a series of current challenges. But if I am truly upfront, I have been investigating this out of the ordinary path since the inception. The offbeat path of an artist is acknowledged for its own rare set of problems as presented by the "starving artist." The history of art is infested with the melancholy lives of masterful artists who failed to sell a single work of art until after they were gone. In my heart, I postulate so much of this pattern emanated from the masses not understanding the selected course of artists.
The prevalent response even now of non-artists towards artists is at times conflicted, surrounding both an open inquisitiveness combined with impressions of hidden suspicion. As an example, whenever I encounter a new person, and I respond to the general question of what I do with my life as an artist, I invariably reap a smile with the remark, "How nice." But then comes the taciturn look that attempts to pierce my soul, and glean the actual impression of what being an artist is all about. There is an instantaneous sensation for me, as the artist, that I am vibrating to a distant drum. There is both homage and doubt in those restrained glares. The doubt is entirely welcome with me since I find myself sometimes questioning my own career. But when the surmise becomes disregard, I take dislike. I was in love with a man whom I truly deemed had regard for my work as an artist. After we split, I heard through the grapevine he had expressed to friends how I consumed myself the entire day in the studio finger painting. Artists, for better or worse, are prepared to tread the razor's edge.
One of the difficulties for artists is the imperative to also appear as a business person. Artists are summoned to become multi-dimensional, tracking both the abstract and the perceptible spheres. Their effort is by no means constrained to the art studio. If their creation is to win its passage into the community outside the studio, they must master the demands of business. Every artist dreams of being represented by the best gallery, or better still, meeting a Patron for their works of art. But many artists I know, myself accounted for, confirm awful versions of gallery representation, and the Patron persists in being transient. For an artist to appear as a business individual is asking a fully sovereign right brained being to train their less dominant left brain to engage with a sufficient measure of professional capacity in order to endure. Many artists graduate from art school with zero consideration of business. They take on the tasks in addition to the studio of producing portfolios, creating inventory, pricing, framing, marketing supplies and uncovering how to bestow themselves and their artwork. At this time, artists demand an online presence which they must master how to produce or appoint if they can accommodate it. Then there is the various sustainment of their blog with digital files, writing, shopping carts, newsletters, social media, traffic creation and a volume of jobs that come with this other worldly realm of the web. If an artist goes about all these important jobs in an effort to sell their work, one might ask when it is they nevertheless procure the time to produce their art. Many artists would favor the creation of their art over their selling and marketing projects, and risk deprivation instead. I know this to be true. This is a quandary all artists eventually meet head on as they explore pressing solutions if they want to succeed.
Most artists carry on with a promise to producing their art regardless of all the urgent demands for endorsing, spreading and selling. They carry on because there is no looking back once the alchemical life force for expression has rooted in their souls. An artist's commitment to their creativity is a pledge to their own human expansion. All creations of art are a deliberation of this unfolding, and the desire illuminated in the artist spirit to notice and perceive beyond the obvious. No one achievement can ever be a totality, but merely a milestone for where the artist has been on their path. Art is born of the imagination, and the road into imagination is separate to the artist trekking there. The alchemy of art is unrestrained, complex and beyond sense. It is ruled by a life force related to the Creator, and searches for the uncertainty of infinite new vision and interpretation. It is the magnificent method of finding secret gems in a spot where no one else has braved to go. It is a spot that thwarts all understanding with reason, yet endures like a vast ocean bursting with life. It takes spirit to travel these uncharted waters, spunk to show what is discovered there. This is the domain of the artist, to which they circle back over and over again in the manner of creation. Their deep faith is the destined, universal flowering of this experience. We can depend on their return, and thus, any new work of art includes the pledge of even more to come.
It is said that the most satisfied and most creative populace on the planet are those who honor, endorse and partake in the arts. This states volumes for the human aspiration to grow, and the connection of growth to art. I have heard it said numerous times that the pursuit of creating art is an indulgence. Some artists could respond that stable income of a nine to five, a real job, is convenience. I deem all humans are ultimately on a path of personal flowering whether or not we are conscious of it or even embrace it. Perhaps artists retain this keen awareness and burning passion, and pick the creative path as the road to get them there. If a community upholds, savors and participates in the arts, they acknowledge the deeds of creation as being a dynamic path for themselves and the whole to mature. With this understanding, we are all artists to the degree that art is the ensuing result of our progress and expansion. All life, all breath ripens into a work of art.
The prevalent response even now of non-artists towards artists is at times conflicted, surrounding both an open inquisitiveness combined with impressions of hidden suspicion. As an example, whenever I encounter a new person, and I respond to the general question of what I do with my life as an artist, I invariably reap a smile with the remark, "How nice." But then comes the taciturn look that attempts to pierce my soul, and glean the actual impression of what being an artist is all about. There is an instantaneous sensation for me, as the artist, that I am vibrating to a distant drum. There is both homage and doubt in those restrained glares. The doubt is entirely welcome with me since I find myself sometimes questioning my own career. But when the surmise becomes disregard, I take dislike. I was in love with a man whom I truly deemed had regard for my work as an artist. After we split, I heard through the grapevine he had expressed to friends how I consumed myself the entire day in the studio finger painting. Artists, for better or worse, are prepared to tread the razor's edge.
One of the difficulties for artists is the imperative to also appear as a business person. Artists are summoned to become multi-dimensional, tracking both the abstract and the perceptible spheres. Their effort is by no means constrained to the art studio. If their creation is to win its passage into the community outside the studio, they must master the demands of business. Every artist dreams of being represented by the best gallery, or better still, meeting a Patron for their works of art. But many artists I know, myself accounted for, confirm awful versions of gallery representation, and the Patron persists in being transient. For an artist to appear as a business individual is asking a fully sovereign right brained being to train their less dominant left brain to engage with a sufficient measure of professional capacity in order to endure. Many artists graduate from art school with zero consideration of business. They take on the tasks in addition to the studio of producing portfolios, creating inventory, pricing, framing, marketing supplies and uncovering how to bestow themselves and their artwork. At this time, artists demand an online presence which they must master how to produce or appoint if they can accommodate it. Then there is the various sustainment of their blog with digital files, writing, shopping carts, newsletters, social media, traffic creation and a volume of jobs that come with this other worldly realm of the web. If an artist goes about all these important jobs in an effort to sell their work, one might ask when it is they nevertheless procure the time to produce their art. Many artists would favor the creation of their art over their selling and marketing projects, and risk deprivation instead. I know this to be true. This is a quandary all artists eventually meet head on as they explore pressing solutions if they want to succeed.
Most artists carry on with a promise to producing their art regardless of all the urgent demands for endorsing, spreading and selling. They carry on because there is no looking back once the alchemical life force for expression has rooted in their souls. An artist's commitment to their creativity is a pledge to their own human expansion. All creations of art are a deliberation of this unfolding, and the desire illuminated in the artist spirit to notice and perceive beyond the obvious. No one achievement can ever be a totality, but merely a milestone for where the artist has been on their path. Art is born of the imagination, and the road into imagination is separate to the artist trekking there. The alchemy of art is unrestrained, complex and beyond sense. It is ruled by a life force related to the Creator, and searches for the uncertainty of infinite new vision and interpretation. It is the magnificent method of finding secret gems in a spot where no one else has braved to go. It is a spot that thwarts all understanding with reason, yet endures like a vast ocean bursting with life. It takes spirit to travel these uncharted waters, spunk to show what is discovered there. This is the domain of the artist, to which they circle back over and over again in the manner of creation. Their deep faith is the destined, universal flowering of this experience. We can depend on their return, and thus, any new work of art includes the pledge of even more to come.
It is said that the most satisfied and most creative populace on the planet are those who honor, endorse and partake in the arts. This states volumes for the human aspiration to grow, and the connection of growth to art. I have heard it said numerous times that the pursuit of creating art is an indulgence. Some artists could respond that stable income of a nine to five, a real job, is convenience. I deem all humans are ultimately on a path of personal flowering whether or not we are conscious of it or even embrace it. Perhaps artists retain this keen awareness and burning passion, and pick the creative path as the road to get them there. If a community upholds, savors and participates in the arts, they acknowledge the deeds of creation as being a dynamic path for themselves and the whole to mature. With this understanding, we are all artists to the degree that art is the ensuing result of our progress and expansion. All life, all breath ripens into a work of art.
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