It snowed yesterday and as an enthusiastic (but novice) photographer, I thought it would be great to trip out and take a few landscape shots of our sleepy part of the world draped in neige.
My problem? I love photographs but I can't take them.
The more I try to draw, create, anything really apart from knit or sew, I re-inforce my limitations and the subsequent frustration grows. I can see quite clearly why people become art critics, not artists.
It's so damned difficult to produce something that has impact, presence.
On a slightly skewy matter, I'm very interested at the moment in how parenthood and childhood are changing. I'm particularly interested in how maleness and fatherhood is becoming a kind of 'issue' for childcare professionals. In my day job people talk about 'dads and lads' as 'difficult to target', 'hard to engage'. It's as if half the population has become a minority, like we ladies used to be in the 70s.
Anyway, as I've been pottering about the webosphere, having a look hither and thither, I discovered this blog...
http://rulesformyunbornson.tumblr.com/
It's quite entertaining, especially the post that says "if your art is bad, make it bigger...if it's still bad, paint it red".
Discuss....
1 comments:
Thanks for finding my blog. I find I do use the sketchbooks from my course a good deal. I miss it a lot but think I was right not to go on to a degree. I find I hear that voice of self doubt more often these days, whereas at one time I never questioned 'why?' - but it doesn't stop me!
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