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Just read a tweet about the futility of trying to replicate the technicolor style using modern mechanisms. Ended with “The process is the style” (linked)
As an artist, i worry often about the style of my work. Is it consistent, clear, or novel? I don’t know!!!! Focusing on my process, as the tweet says, is how the sausage gets made, so to speak (… how the style is developed). I need to remind myself of this often, lest I fall victim to anxious inactivity 😁
Jun 8, 2024
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So vulnerable, I have to be sincere. European and American art galleries historically are not only promoters of great art, they are creators of markets. That may be where you could shift focus.
Your worth is that you are young, eating rat, living a life of passion, filth, messiness, body horror (per my comment on such) unique and unknown to those with money. They crave you, not for your art. That's worthless to them. The art, as photographs per Sontag in my other rec, is simply a receipt that they owned a piece of your lifestyle for a moment. No one who will buy your art will likely give a fuck about your art. Stop seeking those. Find the Glengarry Glen Ross customers seeking life, escape from drudgery, a need to prove something to themselves. Let your art be that for them.
Enough bs theory, now for implementation. You won't sell your art, but you can sell the frustration, bloodsweattears, dedication, sacrifice that drips from your post. You can do so by simultaneously reminding yourself you are not creating ART but CREATING art. Your work and worth is not on a canvas. It's not the art. It's in you, the artist.
May 11, 2024
I have always adored art ever since I was in preschool. I loved creating characters or even doing my own renditions on characters and movies.
I even took time during lockdown to work on my interest, putting in hours of learning anatomy and structure.
However for a while I've been in a slump of sorts, I've lost creativity and the fuel to continue.
It's been hard, especially since drawing and creating is something I've been putting effort to what seems like eons at this point. I even decided to just quit altogether and pursue something else as a dream career.
There had become a point where my boyfriend gave me a pep talk and to prove his point he had read me a book he wad reading for philosophy called 'The Republic';
"All great things are precarious... Beautiful things really are difficult" and in his own words told me -
"It occurs often throughout the text, anything that is easy will never be beautiful, for if it is easy it won't have the scars and marks of something built through struggle, those scars and marks are the cracks through which beautiful shines most brightly", which I think helped me.
For the past month in my art class I've been researching a style called 'Jugendstil' and got a bit of inspiration again. I want to show off what I made because I'm genuinely happy with my product since a hot minute.
Anyways moral of the story, don't beat yourself up if you don't find something about you or what you make up to your standards, because beautiful things take time.
Feb 27, 2025
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It can feel as alienating and heartbreaking to make anything right now. The attempt is what matters. I’ve been trying to make art for a while and feel gratification in doing it but I think that’s the problem isn’t it? We force it and when it doesn’t come out in the way we want it to it feels like we shouldn’t even try. By the nature of you making it’s important, and your art is needed rlight now-
even though it doesn’t feel like its being witnessed. You are a witness to it
Mar 15, 2025
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There’s no key to happiness, but I think this is part of it. Ask the deli guy how his day is going. Tell the lady who held the door for you to have a good one.
Feb 3, 2024
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The good u put out into the world will come back to you tenfold. Today i chit chatted with the person making my lunch and then when their card machine wasn’t working, he gave me a big ole discount!! Super awesome I am so grateful 😁
Mar 31, 2024
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After I got up and showered on Friday morning, I went down to the coffee shop on my block to get breakfast. As I was on my way home, the woman walking behind me said, “Oh, you look so cozy. You look like you woke up and thought I’m gonna get myself a coffee and crawl right back into bed!”
Dear reader, that is exactly what I thought when I woke up that morning!
Apr 14, 2024