My second artist date was going to the Oakland Art Murmur last night with Kenna. I hadn't really connected with the artist community outside of JFKU for a while and I felt that would really nurture my sweet little artist self. It sort of did. One thing it did for me was make me happy to be at JFKU: the art I saw was mainly edgy and most of it really didn't touch me on a deeper level (some did though). What happened to beauty and soul and heart??? Most people I saw were the sort of in-crowd, stylish, edgy people, whose looks scream at you: I am different! I am an artist! I am intense! But their art just didn't do it for me. I WANT to be touched by the art I see, I want it to inspire my soul, break my heart, help me reconnect with my spirit, remind me of my deepest desires and why I came here in the first place.
I want art to be a stairway to heaven! Nothing less will do.
Interestingly enough, at JFKU I sometimes get tired of everybody's art being deep and meaningful. Here I appreciate edgy art, because it stands out in a refreshing way. But I had forgotten that that sort of thing is sort of the standard out there (in the rest of the East Bay at least).
So the result of all that is that I am working towards putting my own work into a gallery. To bring more heart and soul into this spiritual wasteland (c:
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I appreciate your perspective. It seems to take more courage to be authentic than it does to be edgy.
i second that. glad you put the feeling into words.
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