What is yours?

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One day this structure will house a growing family or thriving business. Its many rooms will giggle with childhood jokes or clatter with stern conference calls. The inside will change with growth and the solid walls of the outside will weather with each storm and season. Passing neighbors will marvel at its Doric columns and red trimmed roof, but few will ponder who built it, what techniques were used and what hardships were overcome.

Like this structure, all art represents a journey. It tells a visual story of its subject, but deeper, represents a life-long voyage of exploration and possible hardship. Many great artists gave up the stability of a traditional job to devote themselves to creating. Paul Guaguin, a one time successful stockbroker, found his passion for creating and soon after devoted his life to painting. Van Gogh’s overly passionate desire to help through emotional journeys of color prevented any chance of self-worth and ultimately caused his death.

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What are the rewards of creating and how do they compare to the perils? Are there sacrifices?

Some dangle over insanity and others balance atop high roofs. Every creation has a creator and every creator has a story.

What is yours?

2 Responses to “What is yours?”


  1. 1 jew jew bean Feb 20th, 2008 at 6:21 pm

    Sticky black fingers, hot glass objects, hungry lungs, lighter burns.

  2. 2 Dan Schonberg Feb 25th, 2008 at 4:53 pm

    A sacrifice in pursuing arts over a “real job” is hearing your parents yell at you for wasting your college education…or is that a reward? Just kidding Ma! No, really the sacrifice is money if you do your art full time. You sacrifice your time and money with the intent of helping people through your art. If you don’t wind up helping anyone, you will spiral into depression which makes strife, which will definitely make your art better which in turn will have you help people which is what you meant in the first place. But by that time you will be strung out and overdose on heroin or absynth which should drive the price of your paintings through the roof….or not and you die a poor nobody whose gravestone gets knocked over by neighborhood teenagers.

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