Category Archives: self doubt

The Art of BEING A CHILD AGAIN!!

Children make me happy. And they remind me that I once was a child too. Once, before I transmogrified into this adult body which I find myself in now…

I made some of my most amazing artistic discoveries as a child. I loved art because it gave me the opportunity to express myself in a way that nothing else did. Through art, I could let my imagination run free.

Children’s art is amazing because through their eyes we rediscover the world again for the first time. Because we once drew those pictures, too. Even if we’re no longer artists.

All children are artists.

And their artwork, while not always beautiful, is honest: coming straight from the heart. With a little bit of encouragement, children make art without barriers, without being shaped by others’ opinions, without doubting their own ability to make art in the first place.. They just MAKE ART. They just make it. And then they put it up on the wall for the world to see, proud of what they did.

Adult artists struggle to recreate playfulness in their work all the time; to be free to express is not so easy when you’re an adult.

STRUGGLE. The definition of struggle in the Merriam-Webster Online Dictionary: to make strenuous or violent efforts in the face of difficulties or opposition; to proceed with difficulty or with great effort..

When you get in a room full of children making art, their ideas are endless. They have the idea, and they go with it. They are less concerned with the product of their artistic endeavors, and more with the physical action of hitting the brush to the page, of gluing the yarn, of blending the colors, of telling the story…

Is it the development of artistic technique that kills the essence of our work as adult artists? Or is it society that shapes us to slowly lose our childhood touch?

Perhaps it is a combination of both.

No matter where we are as artists (with or without technique), we can’t forget that ART is about PLAY. It really is. It’s not about struggling to make a painstaking diagram that maps the future of humankind. It’s about expressing what we see, in a different way, and sharing it. And it can be FUN. ART can be FUN. That’s a mantra I have to say over and over again to myself. Not just that art CAN be fun, but that art IS fun. ART is FUN. It feels good to say it. ART is FUN. ART is FUN. ART is FUN. ART is FUN. ART is FUN. ART is FUN. Isn’t that what you thought as a child? ART is FUN. ART is FUN. ART is FUN. ART is FUN. ART is FUN. ART is FUN!


LINKS:

http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/struggle (Merriam-Webster Online Dictionary)

http://fort-greene.thelocal.nytimes.com/tag/the-fridge/page/3/ (The Fridge)

http://www.mama.org/caa/gallery/ (Museum of Ancient and Modern Art)

http://www.flickr.com/photos/78392448@N00/54641857/ (Marc Portier’s Photostream)

http://modernfolklorists.wordpress.com/category/child-artraw-art/page/3/ (The File Cabinet of Curiosities)

http://www.funkorchildart.com/ChildrenArt.php (Funkor Child Art Center)

The Art of Self Doubt

Every person has their ups and downs. Every artist has her ups and downs too. Yesterday I was up, today I am down. Perhaps tomorrow I will be up again. Nothing is perfect. Every project is always growing and changing. For the past several weeks since I’ve been back in grad school, with this being my last year and my big thesis project looming up in the near future, it’s as if I’ve been on a rollercoaster of new artistic ideas that both excite me and at the same time couldn’t be more terrifying. One day I think I know exactly what I’m going to do, and the next day it’s all up in the air again. I do already have certain elements that I know I want to explore, and am already exploring, but how I want to execute it and the medium(s) that I choose to work with are still in questioning. Yesterday over an amazing pancake breakfast, I wrote nonstop for over two hours what I thought would be the first draft of the film I am (or was) going to make for my thesis. It was invigorating. The words just flowed out of me. They needed to sit on that page. And I felt great about it.. until I went back and read the script in the evening. The second time around, it didn’t seem as exciting as the first. In fact, it seemed so short and simple, not at all what I was really going for….. Today.. well, today I’m torn in between. In a lot of ways there are many elements within what I wrote that excite me. Certainly some new ideas came up from my inspired pancake writings. However, perhaps it is also okay to decide that even though it was inspiring in the moment, and I needed to get those ideas out, I don’t have to stick with the script that I created at all. I can let it go. And go back to the drawing board. And think again. And reassemble. And think again. And doubt again. And then feel inspired and confident again. And perhaps, eventually, string all the ideas that really hit home together and make something out of them. It’s an ongoing process. And it’s not always easy. But that’s a part of art making. Art making is not one continuous inspiration. It can also be hell sometimes. But maybe it’s the struggle that in the end creates the most meaningful work. Because you have to really think about it. You have to doubt in order to believe again.

Photo credit:

http://www.utopia-britannica.org.uk/pages/New%20Harmony.htm