The Meaninglessness of Art

When I started practicing art again, long after my foray into art school all those years ago, I slowly started to tune it to the stratosphere of the art world. I won’t lie. I’ve had fantasies of becoming a rich and famous artist, mostly because I just want my art to be adored. And the… Continue reading The Meaninglessness of Art

I am an Artist. This Does Not Mean I Will Work for Free

When I became serious about becoming a full-time artist, I met the challenge with the same indomitable spirit that carried me through previous endeavors. I lowered my expectations for how much money I could expect to earn and I was realistic about the prospects for making a profit immediately. And yet… I was not prepared… Continue reading I am an Artist. This Does Not Mean I Will Work for Free