Creatively it has been a slow week. Aside from working with my one student this week and a little graphics work on the side, I haven’t made much art. This is partly because I had a big head for four days. It was full of #&%* and it was leaking out my nose like someone had left the tap running. It has finally become more manageable and I am ready to get back at it.
You would think that after all the years of dreaming about having my work displayed in a gallery (or two) I would have a big head from finally realizing my dream. Not so much. It is thrilling to see your work hanging on someones wall other than my own, but it is also sobering. Until it sells, it’s not much different than when it hangs in my living room. Except it has a tag with a price. I don’t do that at home of course.
The creative process in my head is finicky. I can be very productive for a time but will reach a point where I am blocked and can’t find the right path to my productivity again. You get a kind of creativity tunnel vision that keeps you from seeing options. To get around this I have to change my perspective and view my work through a fresh set of eyes. Easy, right?
I teach my students that they need to walk away from their work every half hour or so and when they return they will see it more subjectively. Looking at the same work for an extended period of time will make you blind to what’s right in front of you. That’s true of darts as well.
Darts require a little bit skill if you want to hit the numbers at which you are aiming. But in darts as in art I sometimes run into a block that prevents me from hitting the numbers I need. Bulls in particular. Really there is just as much space in the bull as there is in the doubles space but for some reason I have trouble hitting it when I need it. I have decided that it is mostly psychological and I just need to change my perspective to remove the block. So I switch hands and throw with my left. Sometimes that is all the change in perspective that I need to see the path again.
For years I felt bad charging a living wage for my services. I mean, what was I doing for the client other than providing them with something whimsical or just making their ideas concrete. And I liked making art, right? I should be happy to make anything while doing something that I enjoy!
It took a long time for me to work my way up the wage ladder, going from $8 to $15 and finally $25 an hour to create for clients. With the advent of the internet and the global virtual market, I am now competing with artists willing to work for less than $5 an hour. That’s not really competition. I can’t touch that wage. It’s back to being a starving, well trained and talented, artist.
I have never been successful at keeping up with a blog. That being said, I need to work out the images and thoughts that drive my creative process in a form that makes it easier for me to understand. I can let the elements in my mind work their way out and into a visual form, but that does not foster understanding, only satisfaction. I’m hoping words are the key!