Tuesday, August 22, 2006

The End is Nigh

The end of the quarter is coming up. Only two more days till freedom. What will I do with all that time? I have no idea. Hopefully, I will keep busy and spend small amounts of money.

Did you know that art is a wonderful way to slowly drive yourself crazy. Yes, if you are looking for an excuse to go insane, you can't beat art. I don't have time to list all the crazies who were also artists. Rest assured, they were all gifted and very disturbed.

I have chosen to be an illustrator, which will hopefully lessen my chances of chopping off my own ear and sending it in a nice little box to my lover. Illustrators don't have time for such nonsense. We have deadlines to meet.

To the side: Hello Ginta!
Photoshop Collage

Monday, August 07, 2006

Art and Fear

There is a book I've heard about, "Art and Fear". More than most professions, artists deal with the cold, lonely sort of fear one only discovers through deep self reflection. I second guess myself all the time. And the huge cosmic question "WHY?" often crops up. Why am I an artist? Why is anything I do valid? Why can't I create art that I am satisfied with. Perhaps the very nature of art leads artists to insanity. Or perhaps the paint fumes have something to do with it. I'm still trying to figure out how to be an artists and a normal person. The two states of being don't often seem to go together. In the past, artists have been seen as those who chose to live outside the plane of normalcy. Only then can they become impartial observers, separate from their subjects. Cool, calculating creators. This seems wrong to me. As created beings, we cannot separate from other created things. We are "stuck" in a world that is often ugly, filled with disappointment and misery. Those heaven painters among us have the hardest time, always longing for something they can never quite grasp. Insanity ensues.