Oh, Please!

“You’d better be careful, cause if you’re art becomes your job, it may feel like work.”

Hello, it’s already work. Lots and lots and lots of painful, annoying, stupid, tedious work. That’s one reason why I haven’t gotten very far with it. Not because I’m unwilling to do the work, but because for many years I bought into the concept that the work of an artist is supposed to be all fun and games, unless you’re a sell-out or something. Oh no, if art is your life and your work, it comes with all the ups and downs of any other job. Until recently, I couldn’t understand this. I was so confused, because my art practice feels so much like work so often, I figured I was doing something wrong. I wasn’t. The only mistake I’ve made thus far is not embracing the hard work of creation enough. Speaking of work, I have gown to create.