Well I found out last night that I will be having company over for Thanksgiving. I am pretty excited. I do not get many visitors. I started to clean the carpets today. Oh wow. They feel so much better. I think its been like six months since I last cleaned them.
While I was cleaning I started to think about some stuff. Of course "art" was on that list of thoughts. There is a classic question that is always asked.. "why are you an artist" Sometimes (to be honest) the answers seem so over dramatic to me and I think its all rehearsed. Its almost like the weirder your answer the better. I do not focus on my "pain" nor anything like that. I just pick out things that I like to see and that are attractive to me and I do what I can to paint it. In fact I do not want to do anything when I am feeling down or uncomfortable. When I am in that state I am too busy thinking of ways to get out of it and art work is always the least fun.
So anyway... I am afraid I am getting close to getting off track...So I think there are .. um. three reasons why I am an artist...
1. The struggle and self gratification.
2. I love art. It makes me cry when I see a painting that is so pretty and so emotional. Especially when I know the story behind the art work. If I had tons of money I would be a very important art collector.
3. I want to make you cry and make you a lover of art.
Now I hope those are not over dramatic! They may be and I am just a jerk for calling others that. However I think that is the truth. That was my intention when I first started out and I seem to have forgotten because I got caught up in all the politics of everything. Did I mention how much I do not like politics? So with this.. The next time I pick up an art tool - I can relax.. because I remember why I got on this ride.
Till Next Time....