I am one of them, though. Well, I tried to be. All I ever wanted was to be a full-time working artist. Well, I am. I just need to get paid for it so I can survive. That would be nice. Much better than dying.
Anyway, I have an art studio. I produce a lot of material in here. I also go to the coffee shop every day and produce. They even let me bring my paints in there, and I go at it from time to time. I was doing it every day, but then I decided to do the laptop thing again.
Anyhow, I have a Rebel Art Outpost, and I'm going up against the tyranny and selectivity of The Art Empire. Not that anybody cares. In the real, actual world, hardly anybody cares about art. It's true. They care about pop music and television way more.
Anyhow, it is my intent to be my own man, do things my own way, and basically write my own ticket. I will create content that I own all rights to. I will do what it takes until I succeed or die trying, and have a damn good time along the way.
I think I have something to offer as an artist. I think I am pretty good. It is pretty hard to get people to look at my art, but I will keep trying. It is all I can do. The main thing is to get my art out there, that is the objective. I'll let the cards fall where they may.
Even just walking into an art gallery, my presence is met with skepticism at times. The Art World is pretty judgmental at times, or maybe they are just mental.
I like art, and I like being an artist, and all I want is to be able to exist in this world, and do my thing.
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