Turning Pro

The accompanying graphic has nothing whatsoever with the main subject of this entry. I just wanted to share with all my faithful blog-readers a frozen entree I have been enjoying on a regular basis lately! :-)

What I really want to talk about is my latest determination to focus way more seriously on my visual art, which I have been dabbling in only semi-seriously for the past year, after so many years of hardly focusing on it at all.

I'm currently reading this wonderful book by the author Steven Pressfield (one of his other books is "The Legend of Bagger Vance" ) called "The War of Art." He writes about the difference between the professional and amateur level of artist, entrepreneur, anyone working on a diet/exercise plan, social/political activist, anyone working on a Recovery or Spirituality program, educational degree, or anyone working on any other long-term goal, commitment or relationship. So that list would include all humans!

The difference between the professional and the amateur is this:

Professionals work at it every day. Pros do not take the day off if they are tired or have the flu or don't feel like it.

Pros do the work.

Amateurs, on the other hand, dream about doing the work, fantasize about it, have grandiose ideas about it, while staying utterly fearful and resistant to actually DOING anything about it.

SO, as of today: I'm turning Pro. I'm going to work on some artwork for two hours beginning at 9 am sharp. No interruptions. Two hours to start with. As opposed to zero hours, or 15 minutes-- the schedule I have been keeping. I'm not going to worry about trying to sell my artwork, I'm just going to worry about doing the work itself.

I'll let you know how it goes. :-O!!!

I'm not sure where blogging fits into this. I'm not sure where supering at the Opera fits into this. More Shall Be Revealed.

UPDATE: I did it! Yay! Results tomorrow on my Art Blog.

GlinkArt4Sale

Hey kidz, remember my other blog? Remember when I was trying to be an artist and sell my work? Well, I'm still fiddling around in that direction, making progress at a snail's pace.

Yesterday I showed a friend this drawing I did about my fears around showing my artwork to galleries and cafes to possibly show there. This is a horrible phone-pic image, but the cartoon bubble of the scary big figure says "Your art sucks, go away!" The little figure frowning is MOI. This is my paranoid fear! Oy Oy Oy!

So an ironic thing happened. My friend really liked the drawing and I offered to sell him a B&W copy of it for the grand sum of fifty cents! At first I was only gonna charge him twenty-five cents but he offered me twice that.

And therein lies the reason I am a goddamned poor starving artist-- well, aside from all the frozen entrees I eat.

Still, believe it or not, I'm psyched that I sold another piece of art. That makes four pieces I've sold so far.

This 'n That

A photo of MOI taken by another super pal, David Norton. Acting goofy.

I'm thinking of changing my middle name to "Frozen Entree." I'm sure eating a lot of them these days...

My summer obsession is Big Brother 8, despite my better judgment. I'm also obsessed with Jackie's Live Feeds blog.

I have a costume fitting coming up for Samson et Dalila. Don't know what my role is yet; I think I'm gonna find out at the fitting...