The courage to enjoy my work is not one that I arrived at easily. Actually, I find it very difficult to let myself like any work of fine art that I produce. All I can say about my work is that I do a lot of it. The Painting depicted above was the first watercolor that i ever attempted aside from perhaps water painting in a coloring book. So you can imagine my trepidation at showing this to anyone. But I was told that if I wanted to expand and enjoy my creativity that I would have to put my pride aside.
So, I photographed this “work” and e mailed it to my sister. Now, you have to understand that this sister knows me like a book, we have been trading secrets since our bedrooms were divided by no more than a thick curtain. I anxiously awaited her response. I had written a newsy e mail and simply included this picture.
“Hey Al, got your recent e mail…thanks for writing, but what the hell was that scary, or hairy creature that you sent me a picture of. Was there some alien invasion that I did not hear about–what, in god’s name was that?”
It took me a few day to summon the courage to tell her it was a still life of an avocado, a radish and an onion. “Well, warn me next time–scared the crap out of me.”
Let me tell you, this comment did not dissuade me from furthering my ambition to become a water colorist–but it did go a long way in advising me that if I was going to engage in several years of practice, I had better thicken my skin. It takes a lot of courage to enjoy fluff. My second painting may never hang in a gallery, but at least I do not have to explain it. It’s even framed.