This artist went slowly nuts (schizophrenia) and painted cats the whole time. You can see the progression of the disease in his art.
Google political art and this is the first thing you find. This is weak art. It doesn’t stand alone. It needs a caption.
I’m guessing Banksy is rich but I don’t know enough about him. Is he putting his money where his mouth is? Is he a philanthropist helping the marginalized people? I know if I had a ton of money I’d help the veterans who are struggling. I see them. I feel for them.
Will art like this change society? Do you think it’s possible to change society with a catchy slogan? I doubt it. I guess its possible to change yourself but did you ever try to change someone else? Am I right to think this art is only benefitting the guy who sells the posters? Please feel free to enlighten me if I’m wrong.
What if you feel ok with yourself? Would this make you want to change? Is the homeless veteran problem my fault? I don’t think so. Is poverty my fault? Is racism my fault? No. How can I change to make those things go away?
This is the kind of art that doesn’t last very long. It might be saved somehow even if it’s outside on a wall in the weather. Someone might put it in a museum but when this era is past it could go into a warehouse with all the other bad political propaganda art.
None of those guys can see what they’re doing
That’s the spirit!
My fellow artists, we have to do our own thing and don’t let anyone else’s opinion stop you!
As for myself, I was thinking of trying to continue my practice painting like Matisse out in plein air, which means people might see me tape my brushes onto yard sticks and stand way back to paint. Would they think I was insane? Will they think I’m trying to get attention? Will they call the cops? I don’t know. They probably already think I’m odd because I go out alone to paint.
Anyway, I never did care too much what people think, I might do it when the weather clears up.
It’s kind of dark since it’s backlit but you can see the pretty clouds. A man walking on the path took the pic and emailed it to me. I’m much more attractive in real life and the painting looks better too, just in case you were wondering.
I have been working on my dune paintings and making good progress but got held up by some different circumstances. I’ll post an update this week.
Meanwhile, enjoy this photo of me. hahahah
Let me compare painting to sewing. I enjoy both activities. I’ve sewed on production lines and to me that’s neither art or craft, only a job and not fun. Sometimes I sew clothes. I’m following someone else’s instructions but I still have to make a lot of creative decisions, which pattern would work best, which fabrics, for starters. When I paint I’m following the steps I learned in art school. A lot of sewing projects don’t work out and a lot of paintings don’t either.
Sewing can be frustrating, but the more skill you get by practicing the more creative you can get because you know what didn’t work before, just like painting.
It’s all just hand work. When I paint, is my mind in a special place? Yes, it’s in the zone. Sewing can also make you forget the world for a little while. Compare the brainwaves. Is there a big difference? When I paint do I suddenly get enlightened? It’s the thing about using your hands and eyes at the same time to make something. It’s not that painting is on some much higher level of the mind. They’re so close I can’t tell the difference.
Good teachers make a lot of difference. With painting or sewing. They start you on a certain path then you have to spend years working on your own.
If you have enough dexterity to sew you can paint but taking a class can help. It’s not something you’re born with. No one is born knowing how to cut and sew fabrics or how to use a sewing machine and painters have to practice their skills too.
I call myself an artist and in the past I called myself a seamstress. It’s not like I rose to a higher level of being.
As always, feel free to opine. I’m not going to fight and you can’t hurt my feelings. I like to hear what others think on this subject.
Virginia’s bad ass state birds, cardinals