Painting a day - Kindred Spirits 2007
Oil Pastel on Paper 9 x 24"
I love what I do. I paint. I create, out of nothing, images that make people dream. I cause memories to surface. I tempt human beings to remember another time and place. I stir old hopes and plans. And I do this because to dream and to hope is what each of us needs to survive in this life. I try to create beauty. I try to slow the world down for at least a few moments. I try to instill a sense of self again.
I sell my work. I am not greedy I don't really need an exorbitant amount of money to live. I want a safe and secure roof ever my head. I want to eat regularly (although a $300.00 meal doesn't really interest me... no mater who the chef nor how incredible the food is. I am a great cook myself!) I want the material I need to create and the time and freedom to pursue it. These cost money. So I sell the works of art I create. I sell them in a variety of venues and at a variety of prices.
I know what it take me time-wise, and the materials that go into each of my paintings. I also know that I am creating something that NO one else can make. Oh yes, someone can copy my ideas, someone can imitate what they see.. but no one can do or be what and who I am. And so a collector is paying for ME not just my work. I try very hard to keep my prices controlled so that anyone who wants to won a piece of me can have one. I will paint a small piece for a collector who only has a small amount of money but wants to give an original painting as a gift. I willingly create a new work for someone who really desires the peace and beauty in my paintings but cannot afford gallery pieces.
I want to make a successful living from my art, like everyone else does. In the perfect world there would be food and housing and all our needs met and we would be free to pursue the skills we are each born with... not just to survive but to grow to be our best selves. I am told occasionally that I am going to destroy the worth of my work. But the people telling me that are usually gallery owners who are not selling my work, and who live like parasites off the artists they take advantage of. Yes, I want to be represented in that world of art as well. But it is not the end all and be all of an art career. I also want to eat, to have a roof over my head, to live and to share my gift with all who might want a little piece of it. After all I can't take any of this with me when I go.
Until next time
Create beauty and fill the world with love.