IMG_0933“Are you having an identity crisis?” Lindsay asks. 

This is from a poem by my friend Aimee Herman. I found myself talking to her in the kitchen recently in the falling down farmhouse in Nebraska, where we both are attending an artist residency.

Aimee is a poet and performance artist in New York. She’s the rare type of person who  actually makes me feel comfortable talking about myself. She asks me about art — and we talk about showing work and all of the emotions involved.

Aimee can walk on stage, read a poem and undress at the same time. She’s strong like that. She tells me that she feels out her audience but is willing to push them a little, to go somewhere that may challenge them.

As I talk about my experiences showing paintings, I have one of those out-of-body types of experiences. Why do I sound so negative? What happened to me?

I used to be the one who was enraptured with art, always planning a show or gathering friends for an event. Suddenly, I’m sounding like I hate art, like I hate galleries, like I hate showing work.

I know that there are numerous reasons for my current state of disenchantment — but that’s not where I want to be or who I want to be. Instead, I want to be, as my high school art teacher said, “childlike but not childish.” Wild and full of wonder, love and light. That cannot co-exist with all of this negativity and bitterness that I seem to feel.

So the reason I want to start this blog is to reconnect with my old feelings about art, to highlight the artists that I believe in and to document my life among the artists. I am the one having the identity crisis, I suppose, and I want to fix it somehow.

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2 thoughts on “

  1. I know that feeling of negativity well. I don’t think I’ve ever met an artist who was simply content with everything that they’ve created. In fact, I think to be a great artist you really have to always question yourself and the choices you make.

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