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There was a time in the not so distant past where I was hell bent on becoming a "full time artist".
I love drawing portraits so surely this would be my perfect job wouldn't it?
The short answer is no.
When I look back on the last three years or so I feel depressed and ashamed. I'm proud of my dedication, but my family life suffered in a big way.
Drawing and painting for me has always been something I have done for the love of doing it. No pressure, no money, I just did it.
But it got to the point where I was almost forcing myself to paint something that wasn't really "me" anyway. I managed to have my first solo exhibition, I produced around thirty paintings, all neatly labelled and signed, and I even sold a few. I suppose I could say it was a successful exhibition, I covered the costs and earned a little something on top, but my goal to become a full time artist for now is over.
If i'm honest, even if a friend asks me to draw a portrait i'm inclined to say no. I literally only enjoy creating art when it is in a relaxed, therapeautic manner, when it doesn't matter how it turns out, and ironically they always turn out better when I care less about them.
Right now, i'm enjoying my art more than ever, i'm creating portraits to put up on here, twitter, facebook etc, people are seeing them and leaving the odd comment or two and that is more than enough for me.
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