Being alone with my thoughts isn’t always a good idea. Being an “artist” (which I’m not convinced I am one yet) is tough, its a huge title that opens yourself up for rejection, its worse than dating! Your ideas are put on display for someone to say right to your face whether they enjoy it or not.
The best thing about being an artist is creating. Being alone, and making. Cranking the tunes and going crazy. The job for me anyways is when I have to set up a booth, stand in the hot sun, smile, and put every idea I have out on display for the persons to love or hate. And they tell you either way…
Last nights Market was a positive experience, please don’t mistaken this post, but every time it comes time for the Market to open a dose of anxiety creeps over me. Like shows on, smile. I am missing the days of creating and never mind this selling.
This quote has been shared all over Face Book the past week and its so true, I had to share it with all of you.
‘When you buy from an independent artist you are buying more than just a painting or a novel or a song. You are buying hundreds of hours of experimentation and thousands of failures. You are buying days, weeks, months, years of frustration and moments of pure joy. You are buying nights of worry about paying the rent, having enough money to eat, having enough money to feed the children, the birds, the dog. You aren’t just buying a thing, you are buying a piece of heart, part of a soul, a private moment in someone’s life. Most importantly, you are buying that artist more time to do something they are truly passionate about; something that makes all of the above worth the fear and the doubt; something that puts the life into living.’
~Rebekah Joy Plett
