Joseph Herbert on thu 5 apr 01
"mel i live in fear that my mug will still be at the nceca mug sale sunday
morning. the only one left. think about it."
I had this happen to me and Mel is right - better to not know. Not the same
as a fang-laden MFA critique but gets to you just the same.
Matt MacIntire on thu 5 apr 01
>> "mel i live in fear that my mug will still be at the
>> nceca mug sale sunday morning. the only one left.
>> think about it."
>> I had this happen to me and Mel is right - better to
>> not know. Not the same as a fang-laden MFA critique
>> but gets to you just the same.
Oh, I dunno... Maybe rejection just means you are
ahead of the curve...
I doubt my own mother would want any of my *best* mugs.
She told me once they were too scratchy for her table.
How many people bought Van Gogh's paintings when he was
alive? Those who did, certainly paid peanuts compared
to what they sell for today.
I am reminded of that story that Rhodes wrote... The
master took the one pot that was left over after the
big sale and said to his apprentices, "Look, this
is our new standard."
You gotta trust your own eyeball and do what pleases YOU!
It is nice to have our work admired and valuable, but on
some level, great Art always seems to involve rejection
and pain and isolation.
[Is this the same discussion as the "is it play" thread...?]
It didn't stop Van Gogh, but I'm not sure I'd want his life.
It would be a tough trade, that is for sure.
Anyway, keep a stiff lip on your mug...
Caschneider@AOL.COM on thu 5 apr 01
Same thing but about the mug exchange...
Around three years ago I had a piece in the clayart exchange...I saw the
person who had my name, (whom will remain nameless ...but you know who you
are) and was anxious to introduce myself. She opted to leave my piece on the
table and never did claim it,( which is actually worse because she didn't
have to buy it)...That still hurts!