The artist as problem-solver
The next time you're tempted to ask an artist "how long did that take to make?"... try asking yourself another question. What problems did the artist have to solve to create this artwork?
I spent most of this week figuring out problems like How do I set a railroad spike into a collage panel?
Most of the time I enjoy this part of the job. But it's less fun to hit a dead end...
... and realize the only solution is to start over.
Good thing creative troubleshooting is a transferable skill -- I'm going to need it next month. I'm curating a group exhibit at the Columbia City Gallery, where these collages will make their debut. So once this work is done, I'm sure I'll have to wrangle other problems that can't be glued or staple-gunned into place.
Book of Bulmash, chapter 101
Book of Bulmash, chapter 101
Illustration by The Boy, inspired by "Least I Could Do: Beginnings" comic
- After recovering from her youngest child's latest tomfoolery, the mother cast her thoughts back to a time nearly lost in the mists of memory:
- To the days in which she parented only one child.
- Then were the days of tenderness and learning, every milestone a first for mother and babe.
- The first baby was full of smiles and musical burblings, and he snuggled unto his mother like a champ.
- Yet the mother found herself seized by anxiety.
- For she delighted so deeply in her child that she feared she would burden him with her affection, yea, to the point of smothering.
- The mother and father discussed the possibility of bringing another babe into the home.
- For it seemed to them that parenting was, all things considered, not THAT hard.
- Soon the new babe arrived, an infant who soon grew robust in size and noise.
- Then the parents did learn a hard lesson, that two children are far more challenging than one,
- And also that a second child may reveal a will strong enough to try the patience of ten adults.
- So after yet another difficult bedtime, the mother soothed her frayed nerves with the fruit of the vine and the cocoa bean.
- Suddenly, she found herself thunderstruck with the irony of her children's unconquerable wills, in the face of her futile attempts at discipline.
- "Verily," the mother murmured, "I have done this thing unto myself."
Last chance: "You're Not From Around Here, Are You?"
The last days of my museum exhibit are upon us: You're Not From Around Here, Are You? closes in one week!
True, the exhibit closes after April 8th, which is in nine days. But the Northwest African American Museum is closed Mondays and Tuesdays. So if you've got a day job, or you're a student, realistically you might have only this weekend or next weekend left to visit.
One last reason to go: some of these artworks have been sold to art collectors.
Once the show closes, I'm shipping those pieces off to their new homes. So if you'd thought about buying one yourself...
NOW is the time to speak up for the artwork you love. (And yes, I do installment payment plans.) Let me know: contact me here.