This might be my favourite post of all time. I loved the tone, it made me laugh so much, whilst raising some pertinent issues. 'What parts of myself am I willing to entangle with my work?' is a struggle. I have always found the idea of harmony between life/self and work appealing, but when sharing online I feel the need to set boundaries lest my life should feel like a cheap performance, even (especially?) if authentic.
A genuine painting from a famous artist is worth a lot more than a copy painted by another human, which is worth more than a print, which is worth more than a photo of it on the internet... Maybe art is never separated from the artist and the labour?
This might be my favourite post of all time. I loved the tone, it made me laugh so much, whilst raising some pertinent issues. 'What parts of myself am I willing to entangle with my work?' is a struggle. I have always found the idea of harmony between life/self and work appealing, but when sharing online I feel the need to set boundaries lest my life should feel like a cheap performance, even (especially?) if authentic.
what a great read.
thank you!!
A genuine painting from a famous artist is worth a lot more than a copy painted by another human, which is worth more than a print, which is worth more than a photo of it on the internet... Maybe art is never separated from the artist and the labour?