There's no doubt that the guy in this picture is a temperamental artist..... just look at him/me! That looks like one crazy cat! But really, I'm harmless, I swear. As I painted this morning, complete with my newly acquired white paint (yay!), I became frustrated. I don't mean run of the mill, mildly annoyed frustrated, I mean swear out loud and stay out of my way frustrated! And why is that you ask? Well, because nothing I was doing seemed to be working out. Have you ever had one of those days when you're at work and no matter what you do, nothing seems to be getting done, and if it is, it sure isn't getting done properly? Well, today is that day for me.
I began wondering why I couldn't seem to paint..... I mean, I CAN paint, I have the necessary skills to apply a brush to a canvas and produce an image that looks like something, a cat, a boat, a bird, a beach, whatever. But something was missing; that oomph, that special whatever it is that makes a piece speak. I began thinking about what that thing is, and it came to me, it's emotion! I'm a sensitive guy and I pretty much paint my feelings. That's what makes a piece "speak", because in essence, it is speaking, it's telling you how or what I'm feeling at a particular point in time and you, the viewer or collector, in turn, respond with your own feelings. And when you respond strongly enough, a connection is made and you feel compelled to have the piece in your space. In that way, art is like an intimate conversation with a loved one. And just like with conversation, rather than pollute the air with meaningless chatter, what I learned from today's block is that if I have nothing to "say", it's time to put down the brush, go for a walk and come back when I do. It's a tough lesson for an artist with a fragile ego to learn, but for me, it was a necessary one because the "conversation" is, to me, what makes art "art".