I've heard there was something to having a little luxury in your life to boost your inspiration. I've read about this theory but I've never really tested it before. This past Valentine's Day though, I decided to give the notion a little test drive. My husband bought me a nice bouquet of yellow sweetheart roses and, like most women, I adore flowers so I was (of course) very happy to receive this little gift.
Usually, when my husband gives me flowers, I keep them on my dresser in my bedroom. Doing so meant that I only enjoyed them here and there throughout the day. Most of the time, though, they went largely unnoticed. I don't know why I did this. I am guessing it is because I saw it in a magazine or something years ago and never really questioned the idea... I just followed suit…
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One thing I have learned is that still life's and ten year olds don't mix. Lately, I've been teaching art classes to fifth grade students from my hometown of Hartland, New Brunswick. These classes are not formal or anything extraordinarily complicated. In fact, they are put in place within the community as a bit of an escape from the everyday and are meant to be fun, plain and simple. Funded by the proceeds raised by the annual Paint The Heartland Fine Art Show and Sale in Hartland, New Brunswick, these classes provide the students with an opportunity to enjoy a little exposure to art in various forms. Sometimes we draw and sometimes we paint or goof around with modeling clay…
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I cannot recall just how many times I felt like I was being somewhat irresponsible, especially as a mother, during the times when I took the last twenty dollars I had in my wallet and used it to buy a canvas and a few tubes of paint. However, despite the guilt or concern, I did just that all the time over the years. I still do it. I make it a priority to nurture myself as a painter even though, if you looked at the whole enterprise of being an artist in terms of investment and return, it might seem utterly crazy to put money into it. Sometimes I spend much more than I earn and sometimes I earn much more than I spend. In other words, sometimes I experience an upshift in sales of my work and sometimes I simply don't. I remember one time when I was so broke I couldn't even afford a canvas…
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When I first joined
artId.com, I was almost immediately challenged by another artist who seemed, by and large, much more experienced and knowledgeable about this whole thing called art than I will likely ever claim to be... He didn't seem to like my work and I really didn't like what he seemed to be trying to say to me about it. I evaded his remarks as best I could and I got rather defensive in return, to say the least. I didn't like what he was insinuating about my "art" because, at the time, it seemed like he was trying to tell me that all the elements of an innate ability are found within my work, but it seemed to me that he (more than anything else) thought my work lacked something…
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