I don’t spend too much time worrying about what my art is saying. I just try to get out there, find something that inspires me, and attempt to paint what I feel. Nothing complicated, nothing all that profound – just trying to make something beautiful.
And if you were to ask me what my biggest goal for my art is, I would probably think for a few seconds and then tell you that all I want to do is paint some really kick ass paintings someday.
Sure, there are some shows I’d like to be in, places I’d like to paint, items I’d like to add to my resume, but those things are secondary to the big goal, which is just to eventually make some really good art. Take your breathe away good, you know?
But that sounds kind of vague. Like, what constitutes a really good painting vs. a mediocre painting, or just a sort of good painting? I feel like it’s one of those things you just know in your gut. It’s not technical, it’s emotional. But it’s also really subjective. So, my big goal turns out to be a bit nebulous.
“All my life, I had listened to great songs and read great books and watched great movies, and some of them moved me to the point of tears welling up, chills, the hair on the back of my neck standing up, some sort of physiological reaction to incredible, created beauty. Some song by some band or section of dialogue in a movie, or passage of writing in a book that would resonate with me so deeply that I would think just for a second that maybe it was all about me, about all of us. And all I wanted to do in my life was make one thing, one piece of art, a book, that did that for someone. Maybe for everyone.”
– Brendan Leonard, The New American Road Trip Mixtape
And BAM! There it is. THAT’S what I want to paint someday.
Leave it to someone else to state it so much more eloquently than me.
(If you need something to read, pick up that book, btw – it’s an excellent read)