There is a really great Art Community online called The Trodden Path. Even if you aren't an artist, it is a great place to see what people are up to, take an online class, see what inspires other artists, or participate in interesting discussions. The administrator is a brilliant artist herself....Jane. Today, Jane began the discussion 'when did you first take that leap and call yourself an Artist'. Very interesting topic. Below was my response. Join in at http://thetroddenpath.ning.com/
When I realized my life was not complete without it.
I grew up
in extremely small town without much culture in the 70's. When every
gift I asked for was art related as a child. When I would rather spend
my hard earned allowance bribing someone to drive me 3 to 5 hours away
to see and exhibit (this was before I could drive) or later (when I
finally had a driver's license) I would go to work bleary eyed from
having spent the night driving from an art event so as to get to work on
time. When I wake up and think CREATE and when I tell every little kid I
know create something even if it doesn't pay the bills. When I can
spend an evening staring at paintings online or watching paintings being
done on YouTube in the wee hours. When a bill is due and I wonder if I
can still squeeze a tube of paint or a new brush out of the bill money
and pay the remainder of the bill next time. Maybe not rational, but I
think I may be an Artist at least in my own mind.
the first time I remember someone else thinking about me in that way
was when I was traveling to another country and the guy looked at my
passport and asked, "What is your Profession?" And my husband with the
biggest grin, kissed my cheek and said, "She's an Artist". It freaked me
out a little, but one of my fondest memories.
Have a beautiful day out there. Rachel