So, after whole summer of doing nothing, that is, no PAINTING (ok, ok, I did, like, TWO pages of my sketchbook), I am sick and tired of bitching to myself about how I should be doing more. Tired of hearing myself think. My friend Sonia is so encouraging. She said, “Your time is coming, baby!” and she is right. School starts in another week (YIPPEE!) and I get free time once again. It’s amazing how much I accomplished in the past year with just 7 1/2 hours a week. I went from thinking about making art, to actually making it and selling it, and now I have a show coming up. I am starting to think this sounds like I am bragging. But really, it’s me trying to convince myself to keep going. As Mike said at dance last night, “Your past is there to support you. Without it, you wouldn’t be here now” (I’m paraphrasing a bit).
I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking about nitty-gritty things, like to how to market my art more, how to get better exposure on etsy, etc. I am forgetting one of the main things I learned in my reading (most recently, “Letters to a Young Artist” by Julia Cameron) – that I won’t get anywhere without MAKING ART. Making more art. And then, making some more. The other stuff will happen alongside that, but they aren’t my focus.
So now it’s time for me to take my own advice. Well, it’s really Thomas Edison’s advice, but it’s my art.