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it’s a conundrum.
well… it was.
see, I have a friend and, over the past few weeks, we’ve been exchanging emails about her work. I had planned on taking the nonchalant questions and making them into a little interview of sorts and then putting it up here and emailing her with a ‘surprise!’ but yesterday, she mentioned valuing her anonymity – which, in turn, meant that ‘surprise!’ idea might be a ‘bad!’ idea.
but then I thought about it and realized that she lives in [deleted], many miles from me. and I don’t see her that much… meaning I went ahead and, well, did it anyway.
good intentions!!
it’s work that the second I saw it, I was moved. and I’m not going to act like I know a lot about art – but I know what’s good. we all do. it’s like music. or food. we might not be able to make it, but we can tell if it’s palatable. [deleted]‘s touch-to-canvas is moving. it’s soulful. it’s sad. and it’s ridiculously good, as you will see below – interspersed with things she thought, and things she said.
[deleted], please don’t be mad. and if so, please forgive me. I didn’t have permission for any of this, but did it hoping you’d realize that there’s a whole lot of people who want to see – and that gifted artists whose work is kept dusty only become big post-mortem, and we certainly don’t want that.
the world is full of loud, of the next Damien Hirsts – as Ginsberg so fantastically put it - ‘…waving genitals and manuscripts’…
let them be anonymous, anonymous. let them be quiet.
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I sucked at school, couldn’t remember anything, had double vision and numb hands and as a visual arts major that’s bad. I found out I had multiple sclerosis and eventually got great drugs for it, but by that time the thought of going back to school was nightmarish. Â And I still have a horrible memory.
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I am mainly self taught, have no reputable background or story.. Â and I like anonymity!
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Artists I admire are Daniel Sprick, Hans Holbein, Graydon Parrish (he is overwhelming real though) and I adhere to most of Daniell Kunitz’s concepts concerning the state of art and what it should be.
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I make art because its one of the only things in life I am fairly good at, which can be consoling after being a flop at most everything else.
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I am tired of showboating, shocking, envelope pushing, nontalents scribbling their way to fame… I have Stella Vine in mind when I say that.
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I have nothing but pure unadulterated respect for anyone who teaches themselves anything. I also feel that taming the ego is a worthy exercise that every human being ought to be engaged in. The fact that this “mystery person” has managed to do both is a considerable achievement. Thanks for bringing this talent outside into the light, Aric. Mystery artist, keep on truckin’ becase on canvas, you shine:)
I like the artwork and I think it´s great if people can do such great works ^_^
I have no talent for painting and I write slower than the most people around me.
That doesn´t stop me from trying though…
Aric thanks for showing us all this. I hope it won´t lead to hurt feelings!
Have a good weekend ^_^
I love the third painting, of a bearded one on the wind. It’s the light and movement, but most especially the sentiment I receive from the subject’s eyes and the direction of his gaze…I can not pin it down but it moves me.
I ask you dear Anonymous is there a rooted desire that drives you to an empty canvas to spill into it life? Does your Being breathe with exhilaration and anticipation on each stroke of your brush or palate knife as you interpret the light and darkness into forms that convey the emotions of your subjects or your psyche?
If there is even an ounce of joy received, let your cup fill. Listen and honor YOUR soul’s desires, and do not quiet or hush the songs of your heart.
Your art IS everything Aric had mentioned. But most especially it is yours and it comes from the heart. There will always be critiques, most are helpful and some are viscous enough to try to break your spirit. Don’t let them.
Let go of the ego or risk starving the soul.
It is not ones physical or mental inadequacy that limits our souls to soar. It is not the confines of our daily life, between sunrise to moonset that halts our ability to act. It is the fear that the ego creates which stifles the creative momentum and leaves the soul in anguish.
Anonymous artist, free yourself and continue to shine. I’ve said it before and I will say it again and again…. “Let the beauty of what you love be what you do†~Rumi
If only we can all be like Aric, always ready to take the leap. Imagine the potential!
~A