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Some days are so hectic that if you don't take time to just stop and create you burn yourself out. Today began with several hundred emails to sort. I hit the ground running the moment I got into the studio. With two hours to get my administrative work out of the way before working with one of the interns.
Mentoring is not an easy task. It takes focus and patience to bring an intern that shows promise but little basic knowledge of art to a better understanding of the path they wish to take. I know that some teachers pound a basic understanding of the artistic greats into their students. So when we began talking about some of the styles of painters of the early 20th century and my intern had no clue who Jackson Pollock was, I knew I needed to chuck the rule book out and focus on showing him the art of Pollock and not Pollock himself. Face it, the names don't mean much. The style and the quality of an artists work is what is crucial. So we spent an hour just talking about style and the mental condition of Pollock especially in his final days.
Understanding the madness that makes some artists great is important. I think it shows us greater insight into a persons work than understanding how they held a brush does.
So the session ended with a hell of a storm coming in over the city. An already harried day was added to by flooded streets and winds bad enough to knock down part of the hurricane shrine outside of the studio.
So by the time my evening work time arrived I felt like the day had already been 30 hours long. I made the attempt to work. I looked at a colleagues wonderful new art site. I began writing a blog article on mental illness and artists but decided my own mental state wasn't in a place to write on it tonight. I worked with more wax on the David's Luna painting to prepare it for tomorrow nights intern. But it was all done in a bit of a fog. I finally gave up at midnight and slept for an hour to try and recharge my batteries.
When I got back into the studio all I wanted to do was sit at the computer quietly and work on digital art. I find that digital art relaxes me a bit. Its challenging without being physically exerting like some of my art can be. It is almost a form of meditation for me. The result of this meditation is the piece at the top of this blog entry.
I find if I am able to create something each night, even if it is digital work, that it clears my mind in a way that nothing else can. The results is that nearing 4AM in the morning I am finally feeling a bit more like myself. I will work until dawn and then sleep and begin the whole thing over again tomorrow.
Some say that artists have it easy. But a working artist who has to make a living from what they do rarely has it easy. We work our asses off to achieve. I am sure many of you face the same.