march 2

Apr 30, 2006 22:14

me, an artist?

Today at my internship one of my clients asked me if I was an artist. The other day a different client asked me the same thing. I look at them and honestly have no idea how to respond. I tell them, "Yea, I am kind of an artist." This term of artist is taking up so much of my brain right now, it's ridiculous. I don't know if I am one or not, I love working on my art though I would not consider myself an artist.

As I am working on setting up my art show, I am realizing how much of myself will be on display. My art is me. When I am sad I draw and paint. When I am happy I draw and paint. The books that will display are my last year. Any criticism I get, is going to be hard to swallow because the work is much too personal. I have to have my artist's statement written up and I just want to say, "This is me, this is my journey, a year in the life of a student, a year where sexuality, self concept, and relationships have been tested. The work in this show represents my journey and self discovery. In viewing the show keep this in mind that each piece has led me to discover a little bit more about the person standing before you. Sister, I am far from perfect, but that is why I am on the journey."

This show is so much stress. Making invitations, giving them out, figuring out food, figuring out what pieces, figuring out if I am having a talk and what to say… why didn't I just do a slide show?

April 1st, 5-7 in the McGreal room… come if you want to see a side of me you may have never seen.
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