Please Don't Quit Making Art

The Day I Decided to Quit Being an Artist

“He has no talent at all, that boy! You, who are his friend, tell him, please, to give up painting."
–--Manet to Monet, on Renoir---

This is an undisguised pep talk.  Honestly, it's encouragement I've had to give to myself a number of times.  I have been making a living as an artist for over 15 years. Obviously I wouldn't still be creating art if I didn't have a pretty darn good internal cheering squad to get me through the rough times and lean years.  

Let me tell you, I still have an art business, because I refuse to give up.  I have a stubborn amount of faith.  For me, faith isn't about sitting back on my heels and wishing for good fortune.  It's an unshakeable trust that things will work out followed up with decisive action towards making that happen.  It's more about believing in my ability to endure and stepping out of the way of my own momentum.  Self-sabotage and imposter syndrome are to be recognized and avoided.  You get where you hope to go by first believing, sometimes against all odds, that you have the means and will to get there.

Honestly there was at least one time when I decided this career choice was too difficult. Clients weren't knocking at my door.  I was working  long hours and weekends to keep the bills paid. There never seemed to be a period of coasting.   I decided I was done being an artist.   I proceeded to rid my house of the tools of my trade in order to start afresh. I gave almost all of my art supplies to a local art teacher.  I tossed over  thirty canvases into a dumpster.  

Who was I kidding?  I could toss objects in the trash but not my urge to create.  Being an artist is hardly a choice.  I might not be the best.  I might not become wealthy.  Heck, I might hardly make ends meet at times, but it is who I am. Am I going to give up and opt for a regular 9-5 job with stability and financial predictability?  I could, but my soul would simply wither. Not that there's anything wrong with choosing that route. You might find yourself in a position where you have to have that steady paycheck to fill the bank account. One thing's for sure - being in debt will not help your creative process.  But if that's the way the cookie crumbles, I hope you'll make your way back to art with a fierce determination.   

So, if you find yourself facing a slow period in your art career, buck yourself up, and quit waiting for opportunity to knock.  Understand that you can create your own opportunities.  Reach out for an online showing, and get your artwork out there for people to see.  Become more visible on social media and remind your network of your awesome skills.  Float a project idea to those in the position to provide funding.  Look for available art grants in your community. Before you know, it an opportunity will land in your lap, because you persevered and had the faith to try.  One last wise suggestion to consider, - develop a reliable side hustle which continues to pay the bills when other sources dry up. 

Don't give up. It may not be easy, but the most rewarding activities in life are rarely effortless. Believe.

Arianne

The Story Behind the "Four Seasons" Mural at GEM in Raleigh

 

"Philosophers and aestheticians may offer elegant and profound definitions of art and beauty, but for the painter they are all summed up in this phrase: to create a
harmony."
—Gino Severini

When I first saw the space, it was just a cavernous room full of construction materials. The next time I visited, the interior walls, the kitchen, and bar area were in place.  At that time, the vision for the finished space was described to me to provide direction for the mural I would create.  The expanse of white wall that would be my blank canvas stretched out above me, a focal point for all who entered. It was reachable only by motorized scissor lift.  I was instructed to bring the space to life, to make it vibrant and full of natural energy.  Large floral elements were suggested. Next it was time to get to work with my imagination.

Before the painting can begin, I create "sketches" on my Mac using actual images of the space to be painted.  These sketches are presented to the client for approval and revision.  During this planning phase, I happened to be reading a book called The Book of Ichigo Ichie: The Art of Making the Most of Every Moment, the Japanese Way  by Francesc Miralles and Héctor García.  It was through this book that I was introduced to the concept of wabi sabi.   

Wabi is very loosely translated as "the beauty of things imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete".  In essence, understanding the impermanence of life itself leads to a greater appreciation of each experience - an enhanced ability to savor the moment  If you are interested in delving further, you can read more on wabi sabi at the end of this post.  I was definitely inspired by the book.  

I decided that there needed to be a cohesive overarching theme for the mural, not just a scattering of pretty, random flowers. My idea was to depict the seasons, starting with the rebirth and hope inherent in spring, through the lush abundance of summer, to the overripe harvest and natural decay of autumn, transitioning to the quiet rest and gathering of energy in the winter, ending with the return of spring.  I was hoping to create a feeling of harmony and natural synergy in the flow of the seasons. 

It was important to me to leave blank spaces in the mural.  I can't find the quote anywhere, but I was inspired by the idea that blank spaces are actually not empty, but full of potential.  These white areas, void of designs, allow the viewer a pause, a space to fill with their own imagination or just to rest their eyes before the next explosion of brilliant, vibrant color - like the space between breaths.  

Once the concept sketches were approved, it was time to begin.  Starting with the blossoms of spring, I painted the outline of the individual elements with burnt umber paint and then began to fill and shade with brilliant hues. 

 

You can see a time-lapse video of the painting in progress on my YouTube channel here. What you can't see and  hear in the video are the loud sounds and constant commotion of the active construction site below me while I worked high above on my scissor lift.  

Thank goodness for my earbuds and music to shut out the world and enable focus.  

Early on in the painting process, it became clear that people who stopped by liked the sketch elements without embellishment.  I was asked if I intended to leave some of the simple red-brown sketch outlines just as they were, without color.  It had not been my intention, but I decided to go ahead and give the suggestion a try.  It became a true collaboration between artist and onlookers.  To some it may look unfinished. To me it suggests the  beauty of things incomplete, waiting to emerge, take shape, and blossom.  

I worked my way through the delicate blooms of spring to the bare branches, berries, and migrating birds of winter in a couple of weeks.  I enjoyed coming to work each day in this beautiful space full of wonderful people fully invested in designing a memorable sensory experience for all who enter..  I am grateful to have been a part of it.  I hope you'll stop by Giorgio's Epicurean Market in Raleigh to see for yourself.  (Opening  late summer/early fall 2024)

More on wabi sabi from " Wabi Sabi: The Japanese Art of Impermanence" by Andrew Juniper...

"Taken from the Japanese words wabi, which translates to less is more, and sabi, which means attentive melancholy, wabi sabi refers to an awareness of the transient nature of earthly things and a corresponding pleasure in the things that bear the mark of this impermanence. As much a state of mind—an awareness of the things around us and an acceptance of our surroundings—as it is a design style, wabi sabi begs us to appreciate the pure beauty of life—a chipped vase, a quiet rainy day, the impermanence of all things. Presenting itself as an alternative to today's fast-paced, mass-produced, neon-lighted world, wabi sabi reminds us to slow down and take comfort in the natural beauty around us." 

This Was Not Written by AI

 

This post was not written by Artificial Intelligence.  It was written by me, Arianne.  This is the real deal. The idea to write this blog post came from a spark of thought developed in my actual human brain, encouraged by my imagination, and possibly spurred by subtle outrage over the sudden prevalence of AI content.  The first draft was written with my pen in my hand on a lined sheet of paper in a composition book purchased at Walmart. 

What will I write next?  It's unpredictable.  It might be full of errors, inspiring, or not. But one thing is certain.  These are my unique ideas coming from my distinct perspective.  I can say with confidence that there is not another person like me who has had the exact same experiences and influences - no one whose brain is biologically identical or whose synapses fire identically.  

Do you know what will come out of my brain next?  You don't and that is the beauty of it.  AI can steal my words, reassemble them into cogent paragraphs, and cobble them together with the thoughts of other writers, but it's a con job, a counterfeit, a theft.  I just thought it was important to tell you that in exchange for your precious time, I will give you something authentic and original - from me, Arianne, to you.  I cherish your interest and am grateful for your time.