My lil' ones

Working as an artist, I find there are parallel feelings with that of parenting.

Today, I headed over to Nash Framing to pick up my work for the up coming show at Coffee Cat coffee shop in Mason City. When Neal unwrapped my paintings it released a feeling of joy. It was like my kids were all dressed up and ready for their first school performance. Their clumsiness had disappeared and they we polished and read to shine bright!

Sometimes, I think of my art work as my other children. I raise and foster them from a blank piece of paper or canvas through their terrible teen years and finally rewarded with maturity, where I am proud of the fine works of art that they have become. Once they have reached this stage it is time marry them off with patrons that will love and adore them for the rest of time.

I know my statement sounds cheesy, however I have met so many artists that put blood, sweat, and tears into their work just like a parent puts into their child. The next time you are looking at someone's art remember each piece came from within the artist and are like one of their children. Adopt a work and love and adore it, for that is what this artist created it for.