I was being interviewed for a magazine article earlier this week when the interviewer asked me, “ Do you hope to be famous with your artwork?”
This question gave me pause. I don’t think I’ve thought about being famous before. I’m pretty competitive but famous? Hummmm.
Maybe when I first began painting I had visions of being the next Georgia O’Keeffe or Janet Fish. But you don’t have to be in the art business very long to know what a long shot this is. And there have been many years when I was churning out production work to make some money. Do enough art fairs and you’ll become pretty mercenary.
You don’t have to be famous or rich to have fun making art. Just as every guitarist knows that his/her chance of becoming a famous rock star is pretty slim, but that doesn’t stop him/her from enjoying noodling on the instrument for the entertainment of friends and family.
These days I like the challenge of entering competitions for fun. And selling enough artwork to make back my expenses and support my bad habits.
However, I do think about my legacy sometimes. When I run across a picture of a painting that I may have completed years ago, I wonder where it is now. Who is enjoying it? I think of all the paintings that I’ve done over the years, where they are, and how they’re holding up. That is my legacy. A little bit of me spread across the globe.