I have literally spent the entire day uploading my shop at Red Bubble with tons of new stuff for all of you to enjoy. I have to confess my personal favorite, however, is this one: Wilwarin.
In between trying to dive back into my Mermaid Tarot (pun definitely intended), I have been struck by some rather odd Fae Inspiration: what if faeries hosted a circus? Circus Circus (featured below) is the first in what I plan to be a series centered around what would surely be the Strangest (and most enchanted) Show on Earth!
“L’art pour l’art”–Theophile Gautier
“We have taken it into our heads that to write a poem simply for the poem’s sake […] and to acknowledge such to have been our design, would be to confess ourselves radically wanting in the true poetic dignity and force: — but the simple fact is that would we but permit ourselves to look into our own souls we should immediately there discover that under the sun there neither exists nor can exist any work more thoroughly dignified, more supremely noble, than this very poem, this poem per se, this poem which is a poem and nothing more, this poem written solely for the poem’s sake.”–Edgar Allan Poe
For a month now, I have not posted, and why, one might ask? Because I have let myself slip from the above way of viewing and doing things, both to my own detriment, and to the detriment not only of this blog, but also my art on the whole. What Poe says of poetry is equally true of the visual arts, after all: “would we but permit ourselves to look into our own souls we should immediately there discover that under the sun there neither exists nor can exist any work more thoroughly dignified, more supremely noble, than this very piece of art; this piece of art per se, this piece of art which is a piece of art and nothing more, this piece of art created solely for the art’s sake.”
Short version of all of this philosophical “poppycock”: I attempted to go at this whole “art business” thing from a more “utilitarian” perspective, thinking that might be more successful than the route I’ve been taking, and quickly discovered that not only was this path unrewarding to the mind (much less the soul), but is basically a dead end–a dead end that it took me a grand total of 152 hours to reach (no kidding).
Thus, I stand corrected. Maybe I will stand corrected in that dismal place of the starving artist, where it has been proven time and time again that neither art for art’s sake nor soul for soul’s sake pays the bills, but maybe, just maybe it will propel me to the heights I’m dying to reach. My new mantra: Someday SOON…I’ll get there….