Each time I run into the same story, ‘you don’t have a story’ .
If you ask me why am I an artist or you ask me if I choose to be one I can only reply the obvious.
What you do in life chooses you. You can choose not to, and choose to do something safer,
But I believe your vocation chooses you, a strong feeling, a mission you can’t ignore to pursuit.
Being an artist you give always your inner self away sometimes visible sometimes less for people to see.
For example when you paint you need colours in order to express you mood, sometimes you need to just grab what you want to grab because the moment takes you where it needs to take you.
You can tell by the color what I love and which mood I am in.
You can tell my inner life by the darkness in some of them and the figures which appear.
You can tell what I want in the brightness in some of them .
You can tell by the feeling it gives you, it meant something to me .
Maybe I do have a story but I don’t want to share it with the rest of the world in order to fit your box of artist with a story. I believe and regret half of the stories are just made for publicity to satisfy the client and don’t relate to the artist or artwork at all.
I am here to make art you like, love, to make you feel, challenge you, I like that you like to look at it and feel something special, hang it proudly in your room, my story is subordinate to your opinion if you find it beautiful or not. Why does the so called critical art scene is so keen on the story behind it?
What if the artist doesn’t want to tell it, but to the buyer? To keep it even more private or simply the reason or story why the artist made this is not that interesting nevertheless than that there was passion when making it .
Did you ever asked yourself and I am asking the critics if the story behind the artwork makes the actual appearance any different, tell me honestly?
I believe in that when you see an art piece, you are drawn to it because you, yourself see something in it what appeals to you, not 10.000 others with you.
Artists can get big because of one gatekeeper of the art world saying the artist is amazing. That takes only seconds and the road is already different.
But either there is a gatekeeper or not it does not change the actual piece of art, it doesn’t get any brighter or darker or more beautiful or tempting, it stays the same only it has a sticker of approvement in the right direction of a higher value.
Somewhere very frustrating to be an artist, and yes how many times I have heard people suggest to me to take a profession much safer.
I wish I was that strong!
My vocation pulls me, I feel the need to make this world beautiful with the art I make and let it simply be the reason that it is beautiful, no story to it, only the message to love it.
Why not simplify the world around us a bit, in the midst of 20 different whats app groups whether who is going to do the school run or who will be the next football lemonade mother or hockey coach, if you have to be involved in this new art group going Paris Photo, why not take a breath look at a painting or photo, suck everything in you feel and actually feel what you feel inside.
What happens then, will you let yourself be distracted by the bleep of your next marathon New York group with some nonsense about which socks to wear. Or do you let yourself to feel the pain of cold case love once experienced by staring at this artwork, can you open yourself to feel the excitement in your body of wanting to have instant sex here and now whilst looking at that photo. Are you able to freeze yourself in the moment to just focus on this art piece which throws you from one emotion to the other. Left to right and back.
You have the option to reply and say I have perfect socks and get sucked in the next 30 replies to follow..
Where did we loose the ability to show passion which lives within us, take again the example of a lost love, when you are in love you float weightless but once you loose it you feel the pain, it feels like you have to re-enter the atmosphere you have to go through it, you find yourself in pieces and rough times follows, it hurts your stomach. You let time fly and then you find another heart who went through the same and you can float again.
Life is no other than positive and negative one does not go without the other .
So going back to the start, when people, friends family or art critics, ask for my story I will tell you how I got to make my painting, but honestly I love when you first fall in love with it, then I will tell my story and we can share our feelings and compare, only then the making of the piece is accomplished.
Art should be something you fall in love with, buy because you like it and ofcourse I understand that you want to buy out of an investment but I truly think if you are so clever you will manifest the piece you bought, even if this was from the artist sitting in the pub next to you, too many brilliant examples to mention. Debbie Harry was the first person ever to pay for a Basquiat piece. You can actually make an artist so buy what you love no story to it .
The brilliant thing is that there are times that you don’t even know what a painting means, you think you do, and then a year later you see what you needed to know about yourself a year before.