Once upon a time, I defined myself as an artist. If a random person asked me what I believed myself to be, what the definitive term to describe me was, I'd still say "artist"; I just wouldn't feel it as a truth. Somewhere in transitioning from child to adult, I lost my creative connection. Creating became about productivity instead of about
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Have you by chance read Scott McCloud's "Understanding Comics"? This entry makes me think of one of the ending chapters where he goes on about how art is seen in today's world and how he sees it - real interesting stuff. (And the rest is good too, especially for comic readers. :) )
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Well, sometimes chocolate can be pretty close, but still....
Seriously, cyn. I'm glad to hear you're getting back in the groove. Have fun, and enjoy both the process and the outcome.
Looking forward to seeing what comes of this.
C
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It is sad that art is so rarely about making something beautiful anymore. When you go to a museum and look over classical paintings and statues, do you stop to wonder what statement Constable or Rodin was trying to make? Nope, you look and think 'man, that's gorgeous' and enjoy it and move to another. It certainly evokes more of a response in me than any 'performance art' with an agenda EVER did.
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It's really good to hear you're getting back in the artistic groove. I've always really liked your Christmas cards and wished I could envision something like that (my aesthetic for art with random supplies seems to be 'grunge'). It'll be amazing to see what you create when you're really feeling it.
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