i think i’m through the worst bit of my feeling that i was no longer an artist. i probably am not an artist that survives financially by what they create. there’s no probably about it actually.
it’s been quite a journy of acceptance about this. it comes at the same time as my forest school leader portfolio building goes up a step as i near my 6 sessions. it would appear i’m currently swopping intellectual rigour for sqaure lashing and kelly ketttles.
the acceptance of all the recent submission failures did leave me wanting to through it all away, it being my practice, my ideas, my want to create things. what i’ve come to accept is that what i want to do isn;t necessarily within the boundaries of what others want.
so what do i do ?
for now i make friends with my website and crouch down low and do simple things when i feel like doing them. i’ve become obsessed with photographing tops of trees against the sky. it’s come in handy as i’ve been invitted to submit a post card to an exhibition thingy with a theme of peace. i’ve gone down the route of personal peace and inner well being as realised in my picture of top of tree against graduated blue sky. the making process allowed for imperfections to be introduced, both digitally and analogly. i’m pleased with the results and don;t have a version of it to show here.
me myself i.
just felt like writing that.
my identity might not be one of an artist at the moment and this pleases me as it gives me an anominity to get on with my forest school training and enjoy my time outdoors with the dogs.
as my partner recently said to me about trying to get on with the eldest child “maybe you should stop trying and just be yourself.”
