Artists

 

In Studio

 

We are artists. We give of ourselves when we create from deep within our souls. On one hand, we present art as our gift to all of humanity. On the other, we create to save our own lives. 

That sounds a bit dramatic, doesn't it? But we NEED to conceptualize, need to connect, need to feel the flow—to conceive, execute and actualize that little voice inside. It is, in essence, life itself.

There’s an ache that lies within each creative. It demands the manifestation of an idea—one that starts as a mere whisper in the mind. At first it’s not palpable, yet if unfulfilled and unexpressed it could manifest itself as an ailment, as depression, or lack of joy. 

Artists long to emit the current of energy that ebbs and flows within themselves. They do this by breathing life into their mediums for all the world to experience.

It’s awe inspiring…the work of a creative.

Imagine the glass blower, expanding something thick, hot and molten into a delicate object, with the power of their breath alone. The expressive painter, who can trick the mind into seeing three dimensions by merely laying colors next to each other on a flat piece of fabric. The writer who can transport you to far off places with letters and syllables, the musician who can make you weep with melody and lyric. The list is endless, the examples abounding.

An artist possesses gifts beyond measure, and the more express themselves, the more is given to them from the universe. Their life and work continually evolves—a poetic ADD, an organized chaos.

The life of an artist is not always lucrative. “A real artist does not create for the money”…truer words have never been spoken. But an artist needs to make enough to survive…if not in commerce, then in craft. They need to buy their materials, need a roof over their heads, need to eat.  An artist needs to be compensated for their time, their creations, their imagination and for their courage to put themselves out there.

As artists, as a community, we need to support each other, to promote each other, to lift each other up. There is no shame in putting a price on the time it takes to create. It’s not selling out, it’s survival. It’s preservation of the artist…of art itself.

Cherie FruehanComment