Tuesday Mar 16, 2004

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I managed to get all my sewing done for this morning, now all I have left to do is an artist statement defending my work. Artist statements have to be the worst things to write in the world, really. I can barely wrap my head around the ideas that inspire my work leave alone write a one page statement on it. I mean, the whole reason I create in the first place is because I've got a question and the whole "creating" stint is an attempt to answer that question.

I guess what I'm trying to say is, Can't my work just speak for itself? Waahhh!

I woke up at 6am with the intent to shower, eat a decent breakfast and finish this statement before heading to the train. I've got too much work on my plate right now. Sometimes I wish I didn't love my work so much because this sacrificing of my sleep/life is getting a little old. Heh.
lordpyrate:
Of course your work can't speak for itself--it has to be constantly scrutinized by people who can't think for themselves or hold their own opinions. This is the life you have chosen (and I use that word in the loosest sense, since I know that neither of us have much choice over what we do creatively), and as such, you'd better get used to it (even if it's just feeding lines of total crap to the more pompous among them, and watching them nod thoughtfully).

And I know you don't really wish you didn't love your work so much, because if you did, you might end up like me with a 3/4 done novel. ,) (Admittedly, I do love that book and I want to see it done--now I just need oto figure out a way to do it.)

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