Friday, August 21, 2009

Words of Wisdom


When I was an undergraduate art student, I was lucky enough to study with internationally acclaimed artist Terry Allen. I loved the class and worshipped the teacher, but I didn't always get my assignments in on time. One day a student asked Terry how you know if you are really an artist. Terry turned to face him and said, "An artist can't stop himself. He really has no choice about it." What an answer! I was mortified. I definitely was not an artist by Terry's definition. Even though I wanted to be an artist more than anything, I wasn't exactly clamoring to be in the studio. To be honest, I spent more time running away from making art than actually making it. Then one evening, after chastising myself for wasting yet another day, I finally understood what Terry meant. What he was really talking about was obsession. It didn't matter whether I was actually making art or not, because if I wasn't making art, I was torturing myself about not making art. I couldn't stop myself. I didn't have a choice about it. So my choice wasn't whether or not to be an artist, but whether to be an artist who worked or one who didn't.¹
-Cay Lang, Taking the Leap


Lang goes on to say in the paragraphs following that which is quoted above, that being an artist is difficult, and one should only do it if they are obsessed with art, and not because someone once told them they were good at drawing. This is all true, but it was not the only lesson that I learned while reading those passages.

What stuck with me is that if you are obsessed about art, then even when you are not physically painting, you are still an artist. In the case of Lang's example, she was hindered by her own fears of creating, and once she stopped worrying over whether or not she WAS an artist, she could focus on what was preventing her from creating.

Many artists, despite hard work and the best intentions, may sometime face a period when they are unable to create. Perhaps it is a psychological block, or maybe the needs of a loved one temporarily supersede one's desire to paint. Maybe they are prevented from painting by a lingering illness, or maybe an "economic downturn" forces unwanted changes in in the artist's income, and they must find a short-term alternative for paying the mortgage. In other words, "life happens."

What these artists need to remember is that they are indeed still artists. Stop worrying over the label; worry about getting around the roadblock.

In truth, when you are art-obsessed, you never stop painting anyway. Every day you grow, and every day, you see colors and compositions that you picture as a painting. Catalog that information, and when you get back into the studio, let all those inspirations pour out into your work.

And on that note, it's time for me to get back to my easel as well!


¹ Cay Lang, Taking the leap: Building a Career as a Visual Artist (San Francisco: Chronicle Books, 1998), p XV.

7 comments:

Jason Peck said...

Hey Matthew,

Great post, very good words of wisdom here. Thanks for sharing. This reminds me of my days in art class. I felt the same way about my art instructor, and still do.

Best Jason

Jussi Tarvainen said...

This is a great Post Matthew. I'd also like to add my own experience. I've been wanting to be an artist for almost all my life but social pressure has postponed me to do it. Now as I'm studying at an atelier it is a lot of times the fear of making another horrible piece of art but as I am learning and slowly becoming better and understanding that a great art piece doesn't just appear from the dust. The amount of time and information that goes into a great painting takes great amount of time and learning to be able to put down all the necessary information in timely manner takes years of experience. Learning from ones own mistakes can become the greatest tool to be come good. As Kimon Nicolaides once said. To be a great artist first you have to make 5000 mistakes... or something like that:)

Tim said...

Excellent post! Gotta get me that book!
Chuck Close has a nice quote that sort of pertains to that, that I usually think of on days when creating seems impossible, and it always echoes with me.

"Inspirations is for amateurs. I just get to work"

Another nice gem is this, I forget who.

"The difference between an amateur and a professional is that the professional does the things they love to do, even on the days they don't feel like doing them"

Just keep doing the work, that's the most important thing.

Latifah Shay said...

Wow, this really hits home. When I am in a period of *not* creating art, I am jealous of all those who are creating. I as you have quoted, am "obsessed". I never really got that until I read the quote. (Gulp.) This somehow puts things into a new perspective.

I also identify with the other comment about professional is when you work even when you don't feel like it. I get that too.

Thanks, Latifah Shay
www.latifahshay.com

Latifah Shay said...

Hi Matthew,
I re-posted the Cay Lang quote on my blog, giving you credit & a link to your blog (of course). Thanks for posting this quote... I'd like to get the book now.

http://latifahshay.blogspot.com/

Joann Wells Greenbaum said...

While I often wished I made art everyday, life does happen and I'm prevented or distracted from doing so. But it's never far from my thoughts and I find inspiration in unexpected places. I'll keep making mistakes as I try to improve my skills and techniques, but I'll never stop working or trying to improve.

JEANNE ILLENYE said...

How true, indeed! For decades as a young adult I worked in a gray corporate environment after a flourishing artistic childhood. Necessity got in the way. However, I would take an apple to work for a snack and just found it so irresistibly beautiful to feast my eyes upon it with intense study of all the tender nuances, that it broke my heart to have to eat it...and sometimes I didn't just so as to have a piece of Nature's beauty amidst that drab setting. So, until I was free to paint again, I had never stopped being an artist at heart...always seeing, lingering over the bits of beauty I could find...even in gray, drab, dead corporate America. Now at last, I paint daily in my studio that overlooks my bountiful garden while being serenaded by birdsong through open windows. An artist is defined by their heart and their soul. Wonderful articles. Thank you for sharing! Jeanne