I don't see why artists can't make a living doing what they are good at.
I have two friends, young artists, who are the parents of a beautiful, fat baby named Teddy.
Last night we talked about a watercolor Troy was in the process of making, a swirl composed of tiny penciled circles. There must have been at least 1,000 on that piece of paper. He was just beginning the task of coloring each dot, designing the scheme of the piece. Troy has great artwork. It's modern with an appreciation for automatic decoration, spontaneous ink lines that look like foreign languages and calligraphy.
To be honest, I'm surprised that these two young people can provide for themselves and their babe with the money gained from their creations.
I reminded Troy that writers and artists share the same struggle. There's just not enough money, or guaranteed income at that, for one's talent/love to become one's livelihood. Too many people with creative endeavors work day jobs, their talents only complementing their lifestyles. And this isn't a terribly bad thing; people can be happy either way. My point is artists should be able to create art, and there should exist a big enough market for that art so that people can support their families.
Troy's getting into the t-shirt business. He said he can put an original design on a t-shirt and sell it in a boutique for forty dollars a piece. Wearable art. Way cool. Yet I can't help but lament the fact that there are bare walls in the bedrooms and living rooms of so many and unsold pictures, painting and drawings sitting stale, collecting dust in dark closets.
It's time to tear down your posters. Support your local art scene and put up your friends' drawings.
I have two friends, young artists, who are the parents of a beautiful, fat baby named Teddy.
Last night we talked about a watercolor Troy was in the process of making, a swirl composed of tiny penciled circles. There must have been at least 1,000 on that piece of paper. He was just beginning the task of coloring each dot, designing the scheme of the piece. Troy has great artwork. It's modern with an appreciation for automatic decoration, spontaneous ink lines that look like foreign languages and calligraphy.
To be honest, I'm surprised that these two young people can provide for themselves and their babe with the money gained from their creations.
I reminded Troy that writers and artists share the same struggle. There's just not enough money, or guaranteed income at that, for one's talent/love to become one's livelihood. Too many people with creative endeavors work day jobs, their talents only complementing their lifestyles. And this isn't a terribly bad thing; people can be happy either way. My point is artists should be able to create art, and there should exist a big enough market for that art so that people can support their families.
Troy's getting into the t-shirt business. He said he can put an original design on a t-shirt and sell it in a boutique for forty dollars a piece. Wearable art. Way cool. Yet I can't help but lament the fact that there are bare walls in the bedrooms and living rooms of so many and unsold pictures, painting and drawings sitting stale, collecting dust in dark closets.
It's time to tear down your posters. Support your local art scene and put up your friends' drawings.
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Good twist on an arts story.
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