Well, I can stop blogging now. I have been dribbling my thoughts for the past seven years. Slowly coming to know all the things that were so eloquently stated in the convenience of one simple blog post! Mary Price has so eloquently described the fragile state of an artist. I am in my fourth decade and still find myself asking these very same questions. It’s a constant journey to know thyself and at the very same time, to OWN IT.
For many of us, me included, attaching the ‘artist’ label to what we do is a sometimes uncomfortable step requiring a level of bravery. Who am I to write this article? – can I call myself an artist?
The imposter syndrome nags on, ‘What me? How can I say this about what I love to do? Am I good enough? Only famous people who sell every painting and make their living from their art are artists.’
This is, I believe, fundamentally untrue – unpainted paintings, uncarved sculptures, unpenned novels, unwritten songs, sonatas, operas, plays and so on would be the only result if we failed to have a measure of self belief before embarking on a creative journey as an artist.
We need to step back and reframe this belief and to understand that in order to call ourselves artists it is important to question aspects such as fame, notoriety…
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Be Creative Mary 