Thursday, May 22, 2008
art and life
So I debated whether or not to blog about this tonight. But my blog is about my art life, and art is about truth. Unfortunately, the truth about the arts, performing or fine, is that you receive rejection. A lot of it. I'm not going to lie, it hurts. And it makes you mad. Or a little depressed. But if you can't take rejection, then go get that desk job now. You have to learn not to take it personally. I know, easier said then done, but you have to. To survive. To keep believing in your art. I know from acting that rejection often has nothing to do with talent. You may be too short, or too tall. Your style may be too funky, or not funky enough. It is so subjective. Not all of the art out there appeals to me, so why should my art appeal to everyone else? Besides, I would do it anyway. Even if I were the only person to gaze upon my creations, I would still sit at my table each night, with my paints and pens and paper, and I would create. Because I have to. It's a part of me. It makes me happy, or sometimes it makes me sad, but it makes me... me.