making art for a living,child artists,child art,I just adore art! I adore looking at it, I adore buying it, I adore owning it, I adore contemplating it, I adore selling it, mostly I adore making it!
Last week I taught art to a class of 30 underprivelidged children for the local symphony league. I really adore KID ART! Their innocence comes thru. They have not yet been spoiled by other’s opinions of how things should be. At least they haven’t bought into that completely yet. Go into any kindergarden classroom across the nation, across the world, & ask the simple question “How many of you are artists?” I’d be willing to bet every hand in the room will go up & they will be excited to tell you about their art. Now, do the same thing in any 8th grade class, & there may be two or three kids, who look around nervously &, almost embarrassed, raise their hands, while every other kid turns to look at them. We need to look at what is going on in the intervening years. Teachers have an obligation to nurture creativity. What could be more beautiful? More freeing? A better way to deal with life’s stresses, with anxiety, with fears? There’s no telling what these children in the class had to go home to. But for that one & one half hour every morning of last week, those babies were free. They had their hands in clay! They were artists! They could get lost in the activity of playing with clay!…..It really does my heart good to see that! Wish I had taken pictures of their artwork because it was amazing!
So, about my art. I like to say, when my hands are in clay, all is right with the world. It’s the truth. I love what I become in the studio…..free, lost in creating, serene, content, even joyful. There are times when I get so excited about making art, about a new idea, or just about the act of creating, it’s like I could light up the night. There’s this physical change that comes over me, I can feel it all over. I feel it when I am looking at other people’s art too, the styles that really appeal to me. I like fun stuff, edgy stuff, I love textures, I like art that makes me smile, or makes me think, art that I can feel swimming in my blood. I can make a connection.
I wondered at first if making art for a living would diminish these feelings in me. It hasn’t. There are days when I am ready to work, but not quite feeling like I am ready to tackle a new idea, or just to be really creative. These are the fish days. I can always make fish. Those babies sell as fast as I can make them, so it’s a good place to land when I can’t get motivated to do more. They’re still fun, still creative, & are supplying a need for my business. It’s a great way for me to jumpstart my creativity on those days. Just get my hands in clay, & it begins anew.
I never force my creativity in the studio. Seems counterintuitive. Some days I have to get out. Go run an errand, or meet a friend for coffee. That’s a good thing to do. But there are days when wild horses could not keep me from my studio. This is most days, honestly. I could put in ten hours a day, & still want more.
My work is constantly evolving, & I am excited about where it may take me next. I just flow with it, let it take me along at it’s whim, & it never ceases to surprise or delight me. I adore art!
