Already April !!
(this post is a reprint from my wordpress.com blog dated April 26th, 2012)
Incredibly, it’s April 26th. Not generally, a good day for me – my little brother’s birthday was today…and since he has passed away, I can no longer wish him happy birthday. Life is more fragile than we think about most of the time.
I have not written in my blog for very many Wednesdays now. I have not been sculpting (until just two days ago) either. I have been concentrating on getting my portfolio made, reproduced, and sent out to art galleries. I have also been entering shows.
I go into all the whys for this in my newsletter and if you are curious and don’t get my newsletter – send me a note in Facebook or through my contact sheet on my website and I will add you as a subscriber. The newsletters have lots of boring information about what I’ve been up to – but also, information about what I learn about making art my career and I share the resources I have found that help (or hurt) me along the way.
Artists are still not taken very seriously in terms of the fact that they are an important aspect of society in all the ways any other wage earner is – except artists must be intrepid enough to embrace that their art must fit into a – for lack of a better explanation – business model of some kind. We work much harder than many, I think. We think about what inspires us all the time. We create, we also must sell, and market and book- keep and promote and correspond. What we create is so personal and close to us, that to have it scrutinized by people we don’t even know can be too hard. It takes an astronomical amount of psychic energy to remain determined and focused.
Artists have a responsibility, truly. We interpret the world in a unique way just like everyone, but we are given the ability to manifest our unique interpretation into something that can be shared with a vast amount of people and enrich the lives of those people. Something that can be seen visually-be that a book or painting or film, something that can be touched as well, (an element sculpture adds) – or something that can be heard such as music. Combinations of these things – written words, lyrics added to music. Taste – an amazing meal, a fabulous glass of wine.
Think of all the people in the world who have some incredible book they have written, one that would enlighten and inspire countless others. But the book is never published. A thousand reasons why, very good reasons perhaps. But that person was given that story – and it was not meant to be kept a secret, was it?
Now. I “see” these horses I sculpt. How important to whom could a collection of horse sculpture possibly be? I do not think that it is for me to say. For me that destination is not important. What I keep in my mind and my heart is that it is something I am supposed to do. That feeling, the I AM SUPPOSED TO DO THIS, burns me up inside sometimes. The “because” is not for me to know, and I very nearly do not care. I may never know in my life. I have an ego that says that fame and fortune might be fun – but living one day at I time I think that this is the day I will have and I must do what I have been directed to do. Make the horses and share them in every way I can think of to do that.