When we met, I had already been an artist since childhood, but had recently let the role of artist lay claim to me. It came with hesitation. I had studied art history and what I did was not like that. My artwork did not seem as good as what I studied, or other artists I admired, yet what else could I be? There it was in my heart, in my hand, in my very spirit.
Just one individual making art for art's sake.
In actuality, yet another individual making art for art's sake.
Making art for God's sake.
Making art for my own sake.
Making art for your sake.
An individual pursuing a calling, creating myth, creating culture on a small scale, an individual scale, with grand hopes of changing the world by revealing what only I can.
One year in to my second half century, I reaffirm my role as artist and look forward with hope, and delightful expectation that one day I will be very old and wise, and will have brought joy and encouragement to many because of choosing to be who I am and creating what can only be expressed through me. Woo Hoo for living life as an artist!