In a perfect world, I would be making art all the time, and that real world concerns wouldn’t keep me from doing whatever I want to do. But I guess that’s the same as any pursuit. I just feel awful sometimes when I think that my art alone does not put food on the table. Sad but true. Artists, even geniuses whose art talents don’t even compare to mine have to keep working nine-to-five regular jobs and put their art on the side.
For the past year, I’ve been reading a lot about First Nations and Anishnaabe culture. I used to dismiss Aboriginal art, thinking it’s the same themes and images over and over again. It hasn’t evolved and is not interesting. After studying a bit, I’m glad to say that I get it now. I was wrong. I was so wrong. Although the forms and style can be redundant, there is truly something deeper there, and that maintaining the same style and not “evolving” is the point.