Art, Adoption, and the Quirks of a Reluctant Artist
Ever found yourself staring at your walls, realising they're more like an art gallery than mere structural integrity ? Welcome to my world, where every nook and cranny is crammed full of over 200 paintings—and counting! It's like living in a living gallery, except I'm both the curator and the artist. The studio is ever rapidly heading towards Francis Bacon Status!
But here's the kicker: letting go of these creations feels like sending apart of the home away, energetic void left in the blank space. Call me sentimental, but each painting holds a piece of my soul. It's like being a foster home, except instead of kids, I'm nurturing canvases and ideas. The price being like an adoption fee because every painting deserves a loving home, and hey, it helps fund my passion for supporting Ralphs rescue centre where I adopted him (when ever possible).
Yet, despite my overflowing art collection, the cycle of creation and separation continues. Selling out? Well, let's just say it's more of a slow burn than a quick sale. Sometimes, I wonder if my studio will ever feel empty, or if I'll be buried under a pile of my own masterpieces.
You see, I'm an artist with a simple formula: paint, show the work, repeat. Yet, somehow, putting myself out there feels like the void and echo chamber, the paintings remaining in my custody.
But amidst the existential crisis and paint-stained fingers, there's a truth I hold dear: art is meant to be shared. Each piece carries not just pigment but a piece of my heart—a snapshot of my emotions frozen in time. So, as you gaze upon my work, know that you're not just seeing colours and texture on canvas; you're glimpsing into the kaleidoscope going back in time to all the many years spent painting, arriving at this painting with the many hours layered within the paint.
So, here's to the art lovers, the collectors, like minded humans and the curious souls who dare to see beyond mere paint and see the energetic human spirit within. May you find joy, wonder, and perhaps a bit of yourself in the stories these canvases attempt to tell. After all, isn't that what art is all about a shared experience? The painting becomes your story in the end. Once released into the world it becomes everyone’s story