Not sure today is the day I should be writing this, but then again a little soul-searching may be just the therapy I need right about now. So here it goes…
…. It’s about a half-hour later – nothing yet. I’m thirsty . . . be right back.
I’m back. Okay, so while I was puttering in the kitchen (grabbed a snack too), and still contemplating the task at hand, I recalled a conversation I had with my dad (one of my biggest supporters on so many levels) just yesterday …
He said I’m at the perfect point in my life to start concentrating on getting my art/photography out there (he used the word commercially). I timidly agreed. I went on to tell him that I was working on putting together a cohesive body of work and we talked about all the ideas I had to do just that . . . go “commercial” (although I’m not sure that is the word I would use, but for lack of a better one. . .). I felt that this cohesive base was key to taking that next step, and it is something I have been working on quite diligently this past week for the first arts fest I’m doing.
I realized, no lie, as I recalled this conversation, and in the processing of writing it down, that I really have gotten where I need to be. The last two (wow, it’s only been two, maybe three) years have been filled with learning, exploring and experimenting, and well simply just finding my way . . . to where I am right now, this place, this very moment.
And with that revelation . . . Back to my artist statement and my conversation with my dad . . . As we were discussing resolution and I was making quite a skimpy argument for my 12 vs. his 36 megapixel camera (yes, I know there really isn’t one), at one point I explained to him, “The end result, the picture in the frame, is a meld of what the camera recorded and what I imagine it to be.” And there it is! Whoo-hoo . . . This is my artist statement!
Umm, too short? It should probably be a little bit longer, huh? . . . but really all that comes to mind right now is.
“That’ll do pig, that’ll do.”
~ Mr. Hoggett in the movie Babe ~