Critics aren’t trying to hurt and they aren’t trying to help. They’re trying to impress.
Art that tries to offend no one is the visual equivalent of elevator music. Art that emanates from your soul will be loved…and hated.
The best painters connect passionately with whatever is in front of them (or inside) and their art flows from that passion.
There’s always that little bit of visual bias living inside you and making mischief, usually at the most inconvenient time. It’s important to know it’s there, embrace it, and then learn the tricks to override it.
The less time spent dwelling on a work in progress the more emotionally detached you become and the internal and external critics lose their power.
The ego is a semi-opaque screen that interferes with a painter’s vision.
Tale the attention off yourself. And the outcome.
Dear fellow painters…”It looks like a photo”, are not my favorite words either.
Artists are a particularly worrisome bunch. We worry about everything,”Is my work good enough, will it be seen and appreciated, am I making any progress, will lesser talents get more recognition, can I ever measure up to the great masters?”