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The one thing that remains faithful is the work.
Why call it “work”? I’ve been told I can’t possibly retire (even at 80?) since I never worked in my life. I did OK apparently without “working”, actually better than just OK. So why stop painting now?
I find it interesting that all the artists quoted are male. Perhaps the female artists of that time had other priorities such as kids and families and therefore, as much as they may have wanted to spend all their time painting…
I should do more work than I do. I like these artists’ comments.
Youve made me think today, I now realize the way I approach my art is not only a passion but also compulsive. If I am not painting and painting well, I can be grumpy and irritable. If I traveled with family over a long weekend away from my studio, I am not a content person until I get back to work. When not painting I am doing other things related to it, reading, planning, looking at art, blogging, etc. Paintings I am working on are never far from my mind, even when with friends. And friends dont want to be bored with arty chit chat.
I was never this way about any other job I have had. Of course, being an artist is not like any other job, it is a life. I was recently talking with a young relative, a dancer, living in New York waiting for her big break while working at part-time jobs. She said, Im happy, dancing everyday, I have good friends and we help each other out, Its all good. You choose to follow your passion and it does become compulsive.You are a piano tuner to my piano. Each of your letters touches and tunes the strings of my heart and soul; you speak so directly to me! The “puzzle” is, indeed, “beguiling” and until it is solved (which of course will be never) the desire remains fired up.
Excuse my semantics. Work is what I do when I’d rather be doing something else. I am at play when I sculpt or paint. Maybe there should be a word between work and play for the compulsive pleasurable activities we engage in. How about a hybrid “Way”? As in, way to go.
I am a compulsive painter and love this letter.
I have been painting non stop for over 40 years. I have now moved into a condo from a house with a roomy studio and adequate storage space. I could not bear to let my supplies and easels and paintings go. I brought them all here. What to do? I am dying to sort out some kind of system so I have room to paint. This is presently nightmarish. I am sure somewhere there is a solution.
I feel remorse when I am not working. Maybe the other side of the same coin.
There are all kinds of people in the world. Understanding this fact gives artists more pride and an understanding that while we are not unique, we do march to a different drummer. Glasgow
I think the reward of satisfaction, however occasional, is the main force that drives us. In my case it is certainly not cash flow or even peer appreciation. You get most of the “bang” when you are on the job. Some bangs are bigger than others.
Valerie, your comment describes my puzzle exactly, except that I have sixty years of treasure to deal with. I am unwilling to just deposit my “life” in a thrift store or whatever, but what shall I DO with it all? Yes, I have sold many paintings over the years, but there are those that the sold ones are built on. They have value to me.
I’m going to try to open my old portfolios online as Rafter-Hangers.. “bare naked (unframed) paintings for a price.” I have no idea whether it will work, but it will at least make a sort of inventory for me, and document where I am coming from for anyone who is interested. Then I can stash my stuff with tags in racks so they can be retrieved and ID’d easily. My son is building a storage rack in his shed, which is dry and has some heat. That’s where it’s going…now I have to do the work to get it there i.e., photograph it, slide it into an acid free protector, and then tag it so I can find it easily. Takes a little production line…ugh. Let me know how you end up dealing with it.To Jan Corcoran:
You want to believe that woman were forced to marry men, change their names, become property, have 20 children, and then do nothing but take care of everybody till they die, and therefore, never get around to painting. Because that’s the only way no women got quoted here. The past is the past. As a gay male I have no idea why any of you women ever put up with it, but you put up with it for millenia, so there must have been some perks, like letting somebody else work their asses off to make money to support ‘their’ families (YOU), even painting, so you ladies could stay home with the kiddies and cook and clean and do the laundry. So guess what?! It is ONLY you ladies that could ever have changed it, and it took you (enter swear word here) forever. But you keep on complaining about the past. When will that end? What I was going to post before reading your letter was this… I work virtually every moment because I am compelled by god forces more powerful than my ability to resist to keep creating every day with the totality of my being till I’m dead. Yet because I love what I do, it’s BOTH play AND work, which I take deadly seriously, unlike someone who has a hobby, while having a fabulous time doing/playing. I signed a piece I’ve been working on for several months this morning, its fraternal twin is also almost completed, and I’m very happy, as I’ll get the final payment shortly!!! Compulsive? Workaholic? To be plugged into god? Whatever. A-MEN!Bruce, you hit the nail on the head. I used to feel guilty for not having children, until one day I realized that children are NOT on the endangered species list – quite opposite! Unfortunately neither are paintings. But at least I can make my paintings be unique and beautiful and I can destroy the failures so that they don’t overpopulate the world, or god forbid procreate!
Bruce! Until quite recently being gay (or rather, being known to be gay) was a criminal offence.
Unfortunately the subjugation of women continues apace. It came about when strength counted for more than brainpower. Then official religions came along, most or all of which saw “God” as male – which does not confirm that their brainpower was higher quality, but that they had already formed an old boy network that functions marvellously in Christianity and other world religions. That put women firmly in what the “gods” decided was their place, and it is still the case, especially where religion and politics interact. So servitude continues today, e.g. in the Roman Catholic church. Woman, with their ability to produce children connected with bleeding and other nuisances, are considered unclean vessels created for the convenience of the male species. Where single child families are the rule, it’s the female offspring that is destroyed. The fight goes on, but not with enough conviction to overturn the disgraceful subjugation of women through the centuries. Women are lucky today if they live in a country where a woman’s body is respected and considered her own, where she is not condemned to being a possession with few or no rights (women are fighting to be allowed to drive a car in some countries). Here in Germany ritual murdering of wives, daughter and sisters still continues in orthodox Muslim families where the girl “promised” to a future spouse goes her own way and thus offends the family honour. And it is unfortunately also the case that the mother of that girl, who was herself “sold” into marriage to someone she is forced to live with, whatevewr she thinks of him, supports the killing of her own child. Mind-boggling, that! The role of the female species was defined by males and it would be highly inconvenient (for those who designate women to be 3rd class citizens and worthless except for hard work and the relief of male sexual urges) if women were one day to exercise the power they ought to have, but usually don’t. To connect back to art – in earlier centuries women took male identities so that their artwork would be accepted. In answer to your last question? I think you are probably plugged into your own higher self when you paint. I can’t see where a “god” comes into it. I’ll get a beating for that last statement, but thanks to anyone who thinks about it and about the connotations of religious conviction.Hello Bruce and Faith: two interesting (whilst somewhat opposing) views — both offering food for thought. Thanks. Peter
Valerie, I, too, have recently downsized. I had a queen bed made out of wood that covers four sets of flat files where I store my intaglio prints. I always knew my art would support me one day…
Janet – you make me laugh! I have an artist friend whose entire house is her studio. She carves out a space for cooking and eating I don’t know where she sleeps. Her wonderful paintings are everywhere.
Hi Faith- More later- I only have about 5 minutes right now-
Your letter is right on- but it was still up to the women to change this… so I don’t disagree with you. Yes- being gay was criminal till just recently- here- is still criminal elsewhere- but I came out early- no choice really because I got labled a fag long before I knew anything about sex- I’m ‘an artist’! And yes- I’ve been criminalized. But I’m done with that. You have to stand up and say no more. Most women get too much from being married to really challenge it. This group’s 80% women- Fiberland is 99% women- So ladies- how many of you are succeeding at your art because you’re being essentially ‘kept’? Because that’s what the women I know keep throwing in my face.A lot heartless, shallow and uninformed thoughts in this exchange. Masking pain with intolerance is so wrong…art links us all, as does this newsletter…let’s do better.
Bruce, most women I know have ‘kept’ husbands who spend their time painting while the women cook, clean, look after their children, and work outside the home. This allows some men the luxury of concentrating on their art.
As you state on your website, your art is often dismissed as ‘women’s work.’ Trust me, women are working hard for some equity in this world, including the art world. Change takes time.Bruce, I am speechless at your comments. Yours is a very one-sided view. Women of previous generations had very few options and most of the time, their only way to survive was to marry. It wasn’t always by choice.
Your comment …do nothing but take care of everybody… is particular ignorant. Have you tried to take care of a husband, house and children? Hardly a holiday. And many of today’s women have to do this WHILE working full time in order to make ends meet. Please try to take that chip off your shoulder.Between work and fun is life… normal living… normal living is just great and embraces both work and fun. Why do we have to categorize everything???
Well- I like Brian’s comment here about normal living!
Normal living is what we all do every day just to take care of ourselves- and whatever we’ve CHOSEN as our family. And it should be a NON-ISSUE. But that’s not what I get from most of the people I’ve associated with in the past, and not the intent of Jan Corcoran’s comment. When will it become a non-issue? I’ve a friend here in Denver with a studio/gallery, single for many years but recently married, who turned her space into a co-op. She’s working hard to succed with her art, her husband is a framer. Last year she made more than he did. But the half-dozen other women involved all have well-off husbands. Frankly, I asked 2 well-known female artists that I know personally, one on the phone and the other in person, if they’d made any recent sales, what I though was a completely logical question, as sales are relevant to me. And they both looked at me and said: ‘Bruce, I’m a kept women.’ So do yourself a favor and don’t call ME ignorant. I know one male, both he and his wife work fulltime- but he’s also working fulltime on his art. She’s working because she wants to. I thought that’s where women had arrived at, but I keep finding out differently. I wish it weren’t true. I have the luxury of concentrating on my art. I have no familial support system. I have no wife- no husband- no children- all by choice. I’ve had a bit of patronage here and there over 40 years- but not now. My work is labor intensive and takes too long. I sell 2 to 5 pieces a year. I finish 8 to 10. I work all the time. I’m making less than $10,000 a year and living below the $11,500 poverty line. And I need $12,000 just to survive. Foolish? Absolutly, but what I’m doing, ONLY I’m doing. And that load of crap about what women had to do to survive!!! Really, can’t you all just see that if you’d wanted to change it- you would have? A REALLY LONG TIME AGO!!! The ‘men are big and powerful and stronger than us weak little women’ scenario is just such bullshit. And I’m sick of hearing about it in the 21st century!!! But it cropped up again today- didn’t it?!But now I’m going to comment on Faith’s comment about religious conviction.
I have no religion. I am a religion. And I don’t care if you believe me. People like me, and there are many and more all the time, are not believers living on faith in the unknown. I am a KNOWER. I had to climb out of a hell-on-earth suicidal deperssion. Everywhere around me my friends were crossing over during the early years of the AIDS pandemic. I began using the tarot as a tool for self-growth. I relentlessly kept looking in the mirror that is a reading, of every spiritual system known to mankind via this tool. I assimilated dozens of systems and continue this self-work today, everyday. I also did a lot of book reading during this phase. It was the last half of the 1980s. One night I woke up in bed a radiant ball of light. A few months later I came in contact with someone who would do profound energy work on me. Through a series of events over 6 months I learned first how to call up the Earth Force, and when I got comfortable with that process, one day, after opening myself up, the LIGHT came down, passing through me, opening me up even more profoundly, and ran on into the Heart of the Earth. I became THE ONE. I did so by balancing my masculine and feminine energies, which I could more easily do because I recognize both within me, because I’m not a heterosexual and am not looking outside myself for someone to complete me. But I didn’t stop there. I then learned how to use the Universal Energy, and I became a shamanic healer and a Light-worker and I occassionally do Light-body activation on someone. But very few are interested in doing that work because it requires taking too much personal responsibility for the experience you’re having. So Faith- I’m not living on faith. I’m PLUGGED INTO GOD, and working that energy-field as I walk the Earth and make art. And I can prove it. My Higher Self? Sorry, not big enough…And so to finish- I’m giving a lecture in the Denver area in August, on the 13th. And I’m nearly finished with the first 22 chapters of the book I’m writing about my CREATION Experience! Of course, it includes all the ridiculous discrimination experiences I’ve had working in an art field percieved by most to be feminine.
Enjoy!What were we talking about? Workaholism, shopaholism, oh yes, and other compulsions… Well I used to be quite the little rescuer, yes, i went to Haiti for a year and worked my bum off for people who were very jealous of me, and came back and tried to repent of my prosperity and then finally gave into it. Yes, I like the idea of sleeping on your work under a queen bed, it must be quite the arrangement. I’m divesting of my works in the flea market each weekend and I love it. Love the dress code, the hours, could have a classier clientele, but the table rent is dirt cheap…I am considering another venue on Wed. nite, but it’s in the sun and may bleach out my work being out in the sunlight…In conclusion, i’m glad I don’t work as hard as I used to, either at rescuing or whatever. “A little folding of the hands and poverty will sneak up on you like a thief” the good book of Proverbs says. Maybe I’m a sloth.
It’s OK by me if you want to feel, think, believe, behave like and even incorporate – or is it embody? – what you interpret as “god/God”. As far as I know, the word “god” is a linguistic invention used to label a being outside, beyond, somewhere else, in paradise, heaven, behind the clouds, or just merely invisible. It explains something about the individual who goes in for it. Getting strength from a pack of cards, however magical their effect on you, has nothing to do with mysticism in the metaphysical sense. But if it makes you happy……
This might be the wrong platform to preach, however. People involved in the arts are generally motivated by something or other within or outside of themselves. They express it through their creative output and usually save their energies for what they are creating. Inspiration followed by expiration, so to say.My comment was addressed to Bruce. To Suzette I must say that you hit the nail square on the head:-)))))))))))))))))))))))))
To Bruce, Do you know where the old saying “rule of thumb” came from?? Because men were able by law to beat their wives with a cane, stick, or whatever but it couldn’t be any larger than the man’s thumb! That just might keep a woman “in her place” don’t you think??? Please, for the love of God, stop judging. The Golden Rule still applies even in the year 2012. We all have to do what we have to do.
And if you were really plugged into God as you say you are, and using the Universal Energy (which I believe IS God) then you would be able to be accepting of all people and the lives they live. Perhaps you are here on Earth to learn the lesson of non -judgement and acceptance. Being a Gay man, I’m sure you don’t like to be stereotyped, right? Well…neither do Women!
Faith- My ‘god’ isn’t male. AND IT ISN’T FEMALE EITHER. IT has no gender. IT’s all-gendered- if it’s gendered at all. IT simply is everything. All-That-Is- is god- it’s inclusive- it includes you- it includes me. And IT always has.
And I’m plugged into it. And it isn’t patriarchal. But people who aren’t- who can’t comprehend the level of self-work I (or anyone on a path like me) have done- love to judge what I’ve done as impossible. So- Ladies- I’ve a question!!! Why didn’t you all stand up 500 years ago and exert your individuality and demand your EQUALITY?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 1000 years ago? 1500 years ago? 2000 years ago? Any suggestion that all the men made all the laws as dictated by their god and they then used those laws to manipulate and repress the feminine- forever- it’s all just crap. Why didn’t you all stand up and say no more a long time ago. If the feminine had risen up and demanded equality a long time ago we’d all be living in a very different world. Have you heard the statement- barefoot and pregnant? If we evil dictator men (except I’m gay) keep women barefoot and pregnant- and ignorant and uneducated- then we can control them. Right?! So why didn’t you rule-of-thumb ladies head to the gym, become AMAZONS and beat those dumbass men up yourselves? If you’ve never watched the Susan B. Anthony documentary- you should. She travelled the country her entire adult life and she couldn’t get women to change anything. Sometimes you have to sacrifice your life to change something. It took forever. And she died before it actually changed Of course- she was a lesbian. Now please note- one week out of high school- at the age of 17- I got into an argument with my father. This was after 10 years of physical emotional mental and spiritual abuse by my male peer group- gay bashing- which everybody thought was just fine behavior. Less than a week later I moved out. Less than 2 weeks later I was on a bus headed to Los Angeles- where I spent the summer in Hollywood. I did return to Utah- move to Salt Lake City- and attend the U of U for 1 year- where I was not only AT the first Gay Liberation Event- I helped produce it. My dragqueen-performer friends were all on stage. So I’ve been an activist from the beginning- because I was never afforded the opportunity of being in a closet- repressed by a religion- or a patriarchy. Because I didn’t want to get beat up- or have my feelings hurt. Get it?What are you using as a support?
thanks, robin
Screamin’ Geese, Napa, CA oil painting 24 x 18 inches Greg DeLucca, Napa Valley, CA, USA |
Caroline,thank you for your infinitely wise advice. As a long time social worker and therapist who gave herself fully to work for many years,I can attest to the hazards of poor physical and mental health that can result from an imbalance in work/family/personal life.Since finding joy and a sense of peace through painting,I wonder now why I foolishly did not allow myself the personal and private time to replenish and rejevenate.Burn out is not pretty.
Your painting is divine!!