Artists become their own biggest collectors. I have a basement full of work to prove it. That said, it is not for sale. We grow. We learn. We do better. Some of the images I have created are good enough to sell, but they are no longer for sale.
Time will tell if what I am doing now is good enough? What I am doing now is a massive departure from what I do. I have always been an abstract artist, but not I am creating collage mixed media pieces that are based on a surrealist game called Exquisite Corpse.
Get it? Death of an Artist is the name of the show. Exquisite Corpse is the method I am using to develop the show… Know what I mean?
If you could hear my internal voice you would hear me screaming: What if no one likes me now?
My last series was called Languages. Each work was an abstract piece. I created 25 works in that show and sold 23. People loved it. However, that was 7 years ago. Now that I have expanded my voice to include many new forms including drawing portraits within my pieces, and using collage, perhaps no one will buy. Perhaps no one will like it. It is very possible.
What else keeps me up at night? I am investing in putting on a unique show for an audience that may not exist. Am I going to be the only one that shows up in June? It is very possible.
Fear and failure go hand in hand. The fear that something won’t turn out the way we imagined. The fear that it will be ignored, or worse, dismissed. The fear that maybe it was never that good to begin with.
I have dozens of pieces started now. I have 10 complete on the path to 65 (I hope). Will I make it? Will I show up with unfinished pieces? Does it matter if no one shows up?
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