Being a painter, I feel I have a responsibility.
A responsibility of what I do with my time, of what message I bring out there.
Yet, at the same time I have a responsibility with myself too, I have to stay true to myself AND I better provide means for living, for I have no one else to rely on.
I guess I could better have drawn an infogram to illustrate how small the overlapping space of all these needs are.
Yet this photo of this painting (one of my favorite ones back then... I even made a limited edition print of it - - still a few available 🤗 - - ) in what to me looks like an office space is a happy overlapping of all these different areas of needs:
I got to state my vision,
was very happy with the “head-heart-hands”-result and pretty soon after it’s finishing it got sold,
giving me the economic support to continue my dedication!
Right now (approx 4 years later) I am at a point where I have so much I want to share, that any message that I start kills the time and opportunity for other messages to come forth.
It’s kinda like the big white sheet block: as soon as you’ll put down the first stroke, almost all the other opportunities are gone.
Is this what they call a midlife-art-crisis?
Any thoughts on this? - 1 hour ago