Questions for an artist…
I’ve been listening to Dumbo Feather’s Podcast recently and one episode that stood out last week was an interview with Hugh Mackay.
Mackay is an Australian writer, socialist, and psychologist amongst many other things. The podcast resonated with some ideas that have been floating around in my head of late about the meaning of MY LIFE….not the meaning of life. I don’t want to sound too deep here….stay with me…and if you work as an artist, this might also relate to you. Or not. Whatevs…..its just a blog post.
Some days I just paint what I see and have at hand. It’s that simple. It’s mediative and I love the shift in thought process as I observe.
Although I enjoyed my time in the studio today painting magnolias from my garden, I don’t feel any sense of satisfaction at the end of the day. I’ll sand it back and paint over it probably at a later date.
Occasionally I paint a still life… and for that moment I’m OK with what I have made. However, they often end up in a folder or drawer.
Occasionally I paint for an exhibition and I’m OK with this. I love being apart of a like minded community. I enjoy talking to creative people and other artists.
Occasionally I sell a work and it makes someone really happy. I love those emails or conversations with people about why they like my work.
Occasionally I say no to opportunities because they are mostly unjust or unreasonable and the risks are too great.
The act of painting or making is compulsive and addictive. It is my drug. It is a tool to communicate ideas. I rarely have a day where I’m not painting or making if I have the free hours to do so. Normal right?
However, I’ve reached a point (again) where my work needs more substance and meaning to satisfy my purpose. As 2019 is just around the corner I feel I need to answer some big questions about my job as an artist. Because lately I have this strong sense that I need to be apart of something bigger where my art is apart of the process to a solution.
- What is the purpose of my work?
- What projects would I enjoy being part of over the next few years?
- And by being apart of these projects, will my art be able to satisfy my sense of purpose?
- How can I collaborate more?
- Will I look back in 10 years and be proud of what I have achieved?
- Will my children understand, really understand what I do? Will they grow into adults who will respect a creative career as much as a non creative one regardless of the pay?
Selling art is a factor of what I do and a necessity for me to keep being an artist. It brings happiness but it doesn’t bring meaning to what I do.
I feel like I am knocking on the door that says ‘what is your purpose for the next 5 years?’
My husband would write a business plan…. I need to write a purpose plan.
Some people might call it a mid life crisis. It’s certainly not a crisis but I am at that midway point of my ‘expected breathing years’ and feel like I need to achieve something of greater value and meaning.
Soon I’ll be getting one of those bowel cancer pamphlets in the mail and wonder, how the hell did I get to this age so quickly and what have I done to be really proud of in my career?