Monday, August 24, 2009
So...I seem to get this question asked of me quite often:
"Why do you make art?"
It's not out of a need to feel ok with the world. It's not really because it feeds my soul. It's not because I really like doing it. I do love making things, and painting, but it's not the only reason why I make art.
I think the reason I make art is because it's the only thing that I feel that I am really good at. It's the only thing in my life that I have ever felt totally confident doing. It's the only thing that I have ever felt that I really knew what I was doing. Even when I don't know, I do know that I can make it work. If that makes any sense at all.
So many things in my life I have failed at. Relationships, friendships, family, jobs. art has been the one constant in my life. It's been the one thing I could rely on to be a constant in my life. I can go back to it time and again and be ok. It's been the one thing I can rely on. always.
and that's it. Just in case you were wondering.