I've been reading the life and times of painter John Singer Sargent. Just following the description of him prepping his canvas, I felt how alike we painters are. All sharing our training in solitude. Just us and our materials. Art can be, and is often a quiet pursuit. Not lonely. I very seldom feel lonely while I'm busy in my work. In fact, when my phone rings when I am in a tricky spot, all I feel is annoyance. Even if I haven't spoken to anyone in a couple of days.
Artists everywhere are feeling their way into internet groups. Painters generally are not exactly the most social of humans. But we do enjoy meeting those who share our interests....um... at a distance. And the internet is great for that.
Tonight I am prepping a large canvas for an oil. But in the meantime here is a little silly pig for the Christmas season. A Scrooge Pig. Bah humbug.
3 comments:
Hi Golders! I share your feeling. Thanks for visiting my blog! ~Akiko
Oh hi hon - thank you so much for popping by!!! Wonderful to find you here! Sarah
Hi Golders! It's funny you should articulate this in your blog today...I was just thinking about how virtual my social life has become. Ask anyone in our neighborhood, and they will tell you I was always the first one to your door with cookies when you moved into the neighborhood, and I knew everybody. Not anymore...since I've made art a full time job, I too feel annoyed when friends call or stop by. Is that bad?
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