Sunday, 20 November 2011
Art! Tsk!...part 2
(I should point out that this is not a self-help guide to making art pay, more an illustration of what I've chosen to do. Everyone has to find their own path, I'm just pointing out that there are more ways of doing this than you might think)
So, I've set up regular, paid, creative sessions within several Care Homes in my area.
It's such a simple idea, and it's a joy to do.
I take my paintings along, the residents react/discuss/evaluate and generally air their opinions of them.
This then acts as the key to unlocking their own stories (which are frequently amazing, and always fascinating) which in turn gives me the source material for any number of paintings.
I then set up modelling sessions and paint them from life.
Painting someone's portrait is a remarkable experience, (both detached and intimate at the same time,) and a great way to get to know someone,
I know of no experience like it.
At the end of it, we have another painting to discuss, we've showcased another person's experience, I've learnt more about painting, people and life in general and we've had a blast doing it.
Oh, and I get paid to do it (did I mention that already?), I still own the painting, and I can sell prints off the back of it.
The point I'm making is that there are more ways to survive as an artist than waiting in line for some ego in a bow tie to allow you into their gallery and then treat you like scum whilst charging you a fortune for the privilege.
Ok, so far so good, but it's not going to get you to the wider audience.
For that, you're going to have to get out there and shake your tail feather.
However you do it, you'll do it better than anybody else for the simple reason that people are much more interested in artists than promoters.
Does anyone remember the name of Leonardo's agent? - quite...
So I'm going for broke and turning my last two years worth of paintings into a one man show involving big screen projection, live theatre audiences, music, film and me standing in a spotlight trying not to soil myself.
My first ever appearance is at the end of this month and I have no idea whether this will be a turning point in my career and a whole new way of taking painting to a larger audience, or the last act of a desperate man who will never work in this town again.
Details in the next posting...
Comfort zones are for sissies
Posted by stuff at 11:43