For the past 30 years, I’ve never painted on an easel. Yep, you heard that right. My entire art career has been built around painting on walls, floors, and tables—any surface that allowed me to move freely and work on multiple pieces at once. This has been my artistic language. Even in college, I asked my professors for walls instead of easels. It’s what I knew, what felt right, and where my creativity thrived.
But this year, something changed. I felt the need to shake things up in my studio. So, I went out and bought my first-ever easel. That’s right—after decades of creating without one, I finally took the plunge. And to make things even more interesting, I bought a cart to keep only the materials I need for one painting at a time, forcing myself to focus solely on that single piece.
Why the sudden shift? Because sometimes, we need to step away from what’s comfortable in order to grow.
This whole...
I still remember the day I got the keys to my first art studio like it was yesterday. I was just a college student, and near my house, there was this old school building that was renting out classrooms to artists for next to nothing. My friend and I scraped together what little money we had and rented one of those rooms. It was big and empty, with high ceilings, its own water faucet, and massive windows along one wall that flooded the room with light. That place was pure magic.
It was in that studio that I first believed I could really be an artist. It was the first time I felt like I was growing into the person I dreamed of becoming.
Fast forward about 30 years, and I’ve worked in all kinds of spaces. From tiny kitchen tables to large industrial warehouses, basement corners to beautifully lit lofts, I’ve seen it all. Some studios felt like a dream come true, while others were far from glamorous. But if there’s one thing I’ve...
Have you ever experienced that moment when opportunity knocks, but the way you ask could either open the door wide or leave it barely ajar? Let me share a personal anecdote from my own gallery, a tale of a direct plea that captured attention but lacked the finesse needed to seal the deal.
Picture this: I walk into my gallery to find a card on my desk, a message proclaiming, "Dear Mr. Gomez, here's my art, let's make lots of money." A straight-shooter, no doubt. It caught my eye, but here's the twist—it didn't land the positive response the artist sought. Why? The art of asking goes beyond being bold; it's about understanding how, when, and why.
In the realm of the artist's plea, the what was there, but the how fell short. Asking isn't just about you; it's about considering the person on the other side. What's in it for them? Timing is everything, and the approach matters. Unfortunately, this artist missed those crucial nuances, leaving...
Hey, fellow creatives! Let's talk about the magic that unfolds when you decide to reshape your mornings. Your art career deserves more than a caffeine-fueled dash into the chaos of the day. I get it because I've been there – immersed in the news and scrolling through social media before my eyes fully adjusted to daylight. But guess what? It was like sprinting before tying my shoelaces – disastrous and exhausting.
Remember those days when NPR news headlines were the first notes of your day's symphony? Or perhaps, like me, you found yourself knee-deep in the world of Facebook and Instagram updates before even grabbing breakfast. It was my routine, but it left me feeling like I was perpetually playing catch-up. I realized I needed to shift the narrative.
I waved goodbye to my morning news rituals and bid adieu to the endless scroll. Instead, I started prioritizing what truly mattered – nurturing my spiritual and mental...
Hey there, fellow creatives! Let's dive into a game-changing concept that's been a game-changer for me in navigating the twists and turns of my artistic journey – The Big Idea Revolution.
Every Season, A Creative Gift: Life is a series of seasons, each offering a unique gift – the chance to explore something new, a dazzling excuse to ward off the looming shadow of boredom. Why not seize this opportunity to revitalize your artistic spirit?
In Bed with Ideas: Picture this: the clock strikes 5 or 6 am, and you're still cozied up in bed. Instead of reaching for your phone, let your mind wander. Before the world bombards you with its challenges, think about the main idea for your day. This simple ritual has been my compass, leading me to discover the big ideas that fuel my creative fire.
From Bed to Canvas: Imagine if your first thoughts of the day were a positive force, steering you away from the chaos that awaits. What if your day...
Change is not just a word; it's a dynamic force weaving through every brushstroke of our artistic journey. Over the years, I've navigated the undulating waters of the art world, where technology evolves like a symphony and trends morph at the speed of thought. It's a reality we can't escape, but it's also a canvas of opportunity waiting to be painted.
From the slow dance of email communication to the whirlwind romance of social media, the metamorphosis has been swift. What we held dear yesterday may transform into an entirely new masterpiece tomorrow. It's a truth that can be intimidating, yet the beauty lies in the acceptance.
Resist the urge to push back against the current of change. Instead, see it as an intrinsic part of life's rhythm, a cycle that, much like the night, brings renewal every 24 hours. The resistance we feel to change lessens when we shift our perspective—when we not only accept but welcome the new chapters unfolding in our...
Are you an artist who revels in the delightful mess of your studio, where paint tubes dance with books, and brushes find solace in their dried, hardened state? For years, I embraced the chaos, using it as my shield against the orderliness demanded by the business side of my art. But here's the revelation – being a bit messy in the studio doesn't mean surrendering control in your art business.
My studio was a canvas of controlled chaos – a haven where wood sticks patiently waited, untouched for nearly two decades. Yet, amidst this apparent disarray, I realized I needed the tools and a conscious reason to seize control. It was more than just navigating paint tubes; it was about orchestrating the symphony of my creative process.
Believing that disorganization was part of my artistic DNA, I stumbled upon a powerful truth – organization is a choice....
Embarking on my artistic journey, I stumbled through disorganization, leaving emails unanswered, sticky notes as desk decor, and a desktop resembling a post-hurricane candy store. But here's the twist – I transformed chaos into control, and you can too. Let me share my personal evolution and the immense success it brought to my art career.
I confess – by default, I'm not the most organized artist. Procrastination was my second nature, and disorder seemed my artistic birthright. But, amid the scattered sticky notes and cluttered desktop icons, I made a conscious choice to act against my natural tendencies.
Picture this: chaos turned into a symphony of success. Today, you'd never guess I was once drowning in disarray. My journey wasn't a miraculous overnight transformation; it was a deliberate, methodical shift towards control. From tackling one small mess to another, I regained control of my art career....
Hey fellow artists, gather 'round for a tale that might just spark the fire in your creative souls. Back in my college days, lost in the labyrinth of art history, I stumbled upon the enchanting world of Jim Dine. Abstract expressionism and pop art were his playground, and boy, did he know how to leave an indelible mark!
When I first laid eyes on Dine's drawings, it was like meeting a hero I didn't know I had. The mark-making, the way he wielded drawing mediums, the emotions he infused into mundane tools and intimate portraits – it was pure artistic alchemy. I was hooked, and my journey took a turn that forever shaped my artistic identity.
Picture this – late nights in the local and university libraries, devouring every Jim Dine book within arm's reach. Screwdrivers, pliers, his wife, and self-portraits became my companions. Days blurred into...
As I sit down to share this message, I can't help but be drawn to the gloomy scene outside my window—a rainy day in the so-called Sunshine State. Isn't it ironic? Even in the land of perpetual sunshine, we're reminded that dark and stormy days are an inevitable part of life. But here's the thing: as I peer into the overcast skies and yearn for the lost sunshine, I'm struck by the parallel to our artistic journeys.
Those days where fatigue, distractions, health issues, and the weight of life's concerns cast shadows over our creative spaces—they're the storms in our artist lives. Much like the biographies of the great artists, our stories are woven with these challenges. Because, truth be told, there is no glory without a struggle, and no victory without a race.
It's tough, I get...
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