Art Can Never Die

I am still annoyed with this idea that art is dead. I always see people that have never seen an art gallery and or a piece of orignal work in front of them and they gaze with awe and amazement. They fall in love with the creative forces behind that piece. When you hear the phrase "that piece has a life of it's own" it is true. When an artist truly creates a piece. An original work...there is so much emotion in that piece. there is somepart of that artists. they convey their soul in that piece. All artists can make you feel at home....angry....peaceful...any emotion they feel when that piece is created comes through. People can connect in any form. We are so lucky to be able to have our lives and Art is an enhancement to our life. Art of music. Art of Poetry. Visual Arts. I am so happy when I paint. Ifeel alive. All my worried are washed away for the moment. Art gives me life. Art is alive.

Art Is Alive Within You

I am getting tired of the people that are whining and complaining that Art is dead. Do something about it. Why is Art dead in your eyes? Because if you are an artist and Art is dead to you then you are not connected to Art. Are you involved in your community and actually seeing why it is dead. If you are not involved somehow to the enrichment of our lives through the Arts then you are dead in Art. I was worried about all the voics calling that Art is dead and started to believe that all this internet stuff was taking over our focus as artists in what we love the most...which is creating masterpieces to inspire others to be alive and happy. Seeing something beautiful created by anothers humble hands is very wonderful. Knowing that someone is so gifted and loves what they do to share it with everyone is amazing to me. All we have to do is go find and look. Talk to the artist and thank them either by words of encouragement or your wallet. either is a great way. I finally am going to share my work with the public after all htese years....it is a long time  coming. It is a humble venue but a big thing for our city. there is an organization in our city where local business owners partner in getting Artists and Musicians together in their respective establishments to showcase their work. A short portion of the Blvd is blocked off so the residents of our city can stroll up and down visiting these Artists and Musicians. The intent of this program is to reach out to EVERYONE and show them what the Arts are all about! Every first Friday of every month. If Art is dead Look at your local community and see if they are alive. Look around.

I cleaned my Garage For this.

My last post I was talking about how our painting makes us feel good and in turn it will inspire others to feel what we feel through Art. I think that is our objective. We need to find an outlet or some form of purpose to our lives. I know my purpose is God given in my eyes. I was given a gift and it had to be from whoever is in charge because I have wanted to create since I was very small. I know some of you may say that all children are artistic or curious in crafts. But i remember like it was yesterday I have always wanted to make others happy. I always wanted people to smile. I went through some changes in my life along the way as we all do...I hurt people and became a self centered person thinking of me. I love Art because it takes care of both. I get to take care of my needs and inspire and bring what I feel to someone else with my art and not words where I can fumble. I give my Art away and it feels good. I know I can sell it but then I would think I work in a swapmeet. in a booth selling my art. If I am going to go through the trouble to sell my stuff then I will do it right! I will charge a shitload sell it to people I dont know make them smile with their expendable income and then I can pay the bills and have the free time to paint works that I can give away! HEy that is a Robin Hood mentality. I am not selling out I am simply categorizing and prioritizing my customer base. Ok that did not make sense. So Ill get to the point of this blog.

Lately I have been wondering where I was going to show for my first show. I had conversations and interesting invites but never had the good feeling to accept and commit. I always found an excuse. A few weeks ago I noticed in our cuty we had an event while I was at the bank with my wife. Our city has organized a First Friday Art thing. Bands w/ music and local Artists set up and entertain at the local restaraunts and pubs that are participating. I submitted an application for curiousity. It looked interesting. I figured long list and I would be lucky if I got a reply to tell me Thanks but...ha ha on you...Surprisingly I recieved an e-mail from the coordinator and she was interested in my work....to make a long story short I will be showing for the first time in a venue ala restaraunt Friday October 2nd. WOW. this is exciting. It is in my city. Very cool and local. I might even get some free food if they like my art! Hey you never know. I will finally get a feel for a response from the general public of the type of work I do. At first I was very anxious. Now I am looking forward to it and frankly I dont give a flying cows butt what people think in general. If I can reach out to a few people and connect with them through my art then I know there are alot more of them around. 6 billion people on earth....I have a good chance.

My Art Heals.

I know it has been quite a few days since I have posted. I really do not know how many people actually read this thing. I have not been feeling very well. I am blaming it on health issues but as a good friend put it ....I am not feeling well because of me not my health. I guess she is right. I can have cancer and my hair is falling out and still be in a good mood. I can have a degenerative disease of some sort and still have a wonderful positive attitude towards life and feel good. I guess the point was made. Thank you. So there it is. I feel better now. Last night I was going to a friends house warming to deliver a painting. It was a 48x48 I needed help delivering. Someone drove it in their larger vehicle. We arrived earlier and had time to settle in the party. I was talking to the recipients of the painting. The husband was very excited but the wife was too busy caring for the guests. When the painting arrived the husband the son and daughter were all over it. They were excited. They were throwing compliments and touching it like it was something special. Their response was not what I wanted. I was waiting for the MOMMA of the house to see it. That is the response that matters to me. SHe is the one that either showcases the piece or puts it in the back. She walked out and said wow. Nice. And then proceeded to run through the house to find a place for it. She wanted this piece on the second floor in the TV room in the back. AWAY from the general traffic. I felt like someone punched me in the gut. This lady loves her art. She just bought a 5000 square foot house and her walls are already full of work. There are not as many originals as there are prints. Her husband and daughter were in my corner and supported my cause. They re-directed her placement to the front of the house. We all decided on a spot on the mantle over the fireplace facing outside where it is the first thing everyone sees upon entering. I was happy. She is now marketing my stuff for me. lol. In all seriousness the point to my story is.........We all put expectations upon ourselves. We are constantly trying to live up to them. When we dont we are disappointed or sad. I do. I do not let myself get there as much but every once in a while it happens. I catch myself feeling anxiety and getting all worked up over it. I want that feeling when people recieve my art to feel like I do when I painted it. She actually did feel that way. She is not a kind of person that will let you know verbally right then and there. I was too stuck in my self pitty of not feeling well that my eyes were full of bullshit self pitty to see she was elated and proud of her new piece. At the end of the night we were the last to leave and she added a request for another piece for her wall. She made my night with that request. In a big way brought me out of my self pitty. Art Heals.