Although the title should be self explanatory, I created this piece when I was extremely frustrated by the many phonies who claim to so love art.
Art is subjective and beauty is absolutely in the eye of the beholder. I personally do not create for others approval. I create because it is how I release and express my inner self. Much as a poet is compelled to write.
As of late I have encountered many who use art as a medium to garner attention or desire some sort of fame. They will say they loved art but left it for a time and forgot how much they loved it. It is art….not a steak. How can you forget a passion? An innermost desire? I imagine it is possible, yet who am I to ever judge another? Although personally I cannot even fathom a day where I don’t at least doodle. I sing, draw and take at least one photograph daily. It is paramount to breathing and sleeping…if I go to long without any of these I tend to be quite grumpy. Not saying that I do any well…and certainly am not trying to garner fame. When I share I share because it is me….
I am my own worst critic even on my best of days