Aug 20, 2009 12:10
I threw out a lot of old artwork yesterday because I did not like the memories that I recalled when I looked at it. Considering the time and emotion that I put into those images, I was almost reluctant to get rid of them. However, I soon realized that, even if I threw them away, they had still been worth my energy to make.
I seldom look at my artwork after I've finished it. What is important is that I made it at the time because I felt compelled to. A lot of what I make only really matters to me before and during its creation. When it's finished, I still have the thoughts connected to the creation of the product- the product itself is of no use to me personally but I can use it to communicate with other people.
Most of the stuff that I threw out was pure "art therapy." Even though I showed most of it to other people, my only intent while making it was to help myself cope with and gain insight into problems that I was having at the time. Looking at it yesterday, I saw that it had clearly long since served its original purpose. The only thing it had left to offer to me was bad memories.
Admittedly though, I did keep some of the stuff which was particularly soulful and or well executed(I mean that in a very vague way, nothing that I make is actually well executed.)