People think art is not for them. It is only for talented artists. Art is mysterious. It’s messy and too much trouble. The bottom line is art has become a unnecessary part of life. And we have separated people into creatives and non-creatives.
I’m determined to address this myth and encourage people to engage in art as a way to create a balanced mind. It can be visual art, music, dancing, singing or writing. Creativity and imagination can improve the quality of life.
Stop listening to the news and start doing ART!!!
I have created a very inspirational painting class in the Bronx.
YOUR BLOG IS NOT WORKING AND YOU NEVER SHOULD HAVE STARTED IT.
I don’t know what other bloggers do or think but I am working with a ADHD mind that drifts a lot. Also my ADHD mind started to change my theme and I finally got it back to a sane appearance. That being said I am ready to post today.
I want to talk about how I told my story to the Executive Director of the National Association of Women Artists. This is a 127 year art organization for women artists who have always been shunned in the art world.
I told the story of how art saved me as a child growing up with mentally ill caretakers. I als was sexually abused for a year when I was 5 by a neighbor. I never was taught how to live and I raised myself. But I escaped into my room for hours drawing and playing Barbra Streisand records. When I say hours I mean 6-7 hours. I also played hookey from school hiding in the attic drawing. I was famous in my room. I was interviewed by Johnny Carson in my room. I designed beautiful clothes for myself. I always knew my family was crazy and I would never be the nasty people they were. My house was the Adams Family house. Except the Adams family were a nice family.
Susan, the director, listened and after telling my story she looked in my eyes and said, “I am going to do something for you that I have only done twice since I have been director here. I am offering you a free membership to NAWA so I can help you and promote you. “
She finished by saying I was a good person and my story is powerful enough to help a lot of people.
And I will be giving a workshop at NAWA May 10th showing how iPad art apps are a powerful artists tool.
The following pictures are from the days of 1966-1970 living in the house.
A lot has been revealed in the past weeks. I faced a lot about myself and how my purpose was morphing again. I’m not making things happen. There was the ADHD gear box. I was in neutral. Thinking of so many great things but not being able to engage and complete the ideas. The result was what I created an artist block. I stopped my art and got lost in the distractions to avoid my vision.
AVOIDANCE!!! A corrupting thread in my life based on fear.
I’m facing the fact that creating an art business is work. I can’t wait for the perfect action to take and have the expectation that it will be the answer. I need to keep being a doer. Every day.
One thing I started to do was paint again. An artist has to keep honing their skills. Also I am embarking on going back and renewing my drawing skills. I’m playing with creating a character of myself in drawing. Art has to come first and then I will be able to create my art business.
The last few weeks have challenged who I am and where am I going as an artist and blogger. It was not pretty but definitely enlightening to say the least!
Crashing and burning is a sign for me something needs to change. That thing is usually ME.
I was trying to learn how to be a successful blogger and business owner. After listening and researching hundreds of podcasts and listening to an overload of coaches who had different versions of the basic idea (you need them to get it) I found myself concluding that I am a definite loser at the game.
This morning was the culmination of my life as an artist blogger business owner. . . “I’m a recovering starving artist!!
So Fearless Artist Blog is really about getting my courage back. Acknowledge my imperfections of learning disabilities and ADHD but not let them take me down.
I will keep challenging and celebrating ME. Face the world and speak my truth. Define my success of perserverance and let my voice about art is for everyone ring out.
Yesterday I was in a pity pot about how awful my life is. I’ll never be successful with my creative business and I will end up living in poverty. AND I DON’T HAVE A VALENTINE!! HYSTERICAL!!!
I had to meet my ex-husband in the city in -15 degree weather. I hopped onto the 1 train and continued to cry under my two wool scarves. Then I peered up from my hide-out and noticed a young couple across the way happy to be together on Valentines Day. THIS CHANGED MY BRAIN!! I ACTUALLY THOUGHT IT WAS A WONDERFUL PICTURE!! I ASKED IF I COULD TAKE THEIR PICTURE FOR MY BLOG.
I FORGOT ALL MY PROBLEMS AND NOW KNOW THAT PEOPLE ARE SO MUCH A PART OF MY LIFE AND ART.
Well it is very hard to come back and post after my last post. Being transparent with my ADHD in my last post brought up a lot of emotion. That is the nature of the beast. Doubt and shame. Also every day I didn’t post made it harder to post. I kept listing “post on blog” every day and avoided it.
My whole life I ran from the world. I had many good ideas and people behind me. I couldn’t bring them to fruition and disappeared. I left many things that could have been profitable behind me. I NEVER BELIEVED IN MYSELF.
Today I am facing my demons of running away. I will keep trudging the creative path that is divinely given to me.
I’m back on my post and I will keep doing this post. I’m not perfect and perfectionism is will kill me.
GETTING BACK ON THE HORSE!!! I’M A SUCCESSFUL ADHD ARTIST TODAY!
I wish there was a 12 Step program for my struggles with this issue. So I am going to adapt AA’s program to help me work through ADHD symptoms that do not serve me as an artist who is building a creative business. Please join me on a road less traveled – it starts with BELIEF!
DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT A PROFESSIONAL THERAPIST OR COUNSELOR. I ONLY SHARE MY EXPERIENCE STRENGTH AND HOPE ON DEALING WITH MY ADHD ISSUES. PLEASE CONSULT PROFESSIONAL HELP TO DETERMINE YOUR NEEDS.
I have been blogging for a very short time. It was done without really thinking about what my blog would be. I admit I was impulsive and said this may work (or not). So I wanted to let artists know how I recovered from a 30 year artist block that ended in the loss of a 13 year marriage and losing custody of my 5 year old son due to the destruction of my true self. That is a whole other post.
I AM READY FOR THE NEXT BLOGGER LEVEL. TRANSPARENCY. AUTHENTICITY AND CREATIVITY.
I never knew I had ADHD until I turned 50. I struggled my whole life to survive and fit in a world I didn’t understand. I ended up abusing alcohol and drugs to self medicate since I was 11 years old. In February 2001 I destroyed myself and everyone around me. I was sent to a treatment center in Pennsylvania for 30 days but I was so sick I ended up there for 7 months. On September 10, 2001 I left rehab with a suitcase and pillow and quilt to my new apartment in Queens. The next morning 9/11 happened. I realize now what a metaphor that was. The end of New York City as we knew it (safe and routine). As I watched the Towers crumble before my eyes in disbelief the impact of something so permanent crashing down and disappearing in a short time I now see as the crumbling of my life as knew it was also crashing.
I needed to rebuild me.
6 months later I was diagnosed with ADHD and learning disabilities. FINALLY EVERYTHING MADE SENSE! I learned I was not crazy, lazy or stupid.
So I want to let my blogging friends know who I am and how I dealt with my struggles to manage a life that was lost for so many years.
In 2009 I was laid off from a 19 year legal secretary position in a very large New York City law firm. I didn’t see the gift this would eventually become. I had to make a decision at the age of 57 to not hide out in a secretarial job. I had to face the question either I’m an artist or not. Am I willing to go to any lengths to finally be visible and show my art.
I’m committed to finally being free to stop giving up on myself and my talent. My previous posts show my journey. Now I am adding to that journey the up and down pathways of a artist of maturity in a world of economic uncertainty creating a prosperous business in the arts.
I’m spiritually guided to help artists who struggle with believing that they can’t be successful. Who have given up on their art. Who feel that they are too old or not good enough to live a creative life. This is not for artists who want to do art to make money and be famous. I’m an artist who does art because I must. I never paint to sell. I have come out of the cave and have built a big internet exposure slowly. I have done art shows where I was the oldest person there. Also the only woman artist. I don’t think about being old and not fitting in. In fact I am grateful to be able to have my work out there. When I first let my work be shown I SOLD MY ART! And I continue to sell.
My vision expanded to be an inspirational artist speaker and coach to help those who have ADHD or artist blocks.
THIS BLOG IS ABOUT BEING A FEARLESS ARTIST. BEING A SUCCESSFUL ARTIST DEALING WITH ADHD SYMPTOMS. I NOW WORK WITHOUT EGO. I WANT TO LET PEOPLE KNOW THAT IT IS NEVER TOO LATE TO HAVE SUCCESS. I DEFINE SUCCESS IN ALL AREAS OF MY LIFE.
IT STARTS WITH BELIEF!
THE CAVE … warm and dark … no people to drive you crazy … no expectations to meet!
I used to love the cave. But the cave was a hide out from life. Today I redecorated my cave. I call it the castle of creativity. It’s not dark. Large trees outside my window are active with squirrels running up and down for entertainment. My easel next to the window with canvas ready to paint. Solitude is not hiding anymore. Solitude is art.
My last post about “real art” makes me understand how the lack of art experience in the lives of so many people is creating a world of mediocrity and taste based on branding. You see it all the time in fashion. People spend big money for labels. A young woman today will spend her whole paycheck on a Louis Vuitton bag. Designers don’t create beautiful clothing anymore. Plain fashion with their logo or name overpowering the clothing so the wearer makes sure you know she spent a lot of money on this. People are so invested in names they have no sense of self. And they are giving the designer free advertising.
People want other people to think they their lives are important and they want to be like the celebrities they admire in magazines. Meanwhile credit card debt increases and society becomes a victim of consumerism. People chase things. They use people and love things.
I still think art and creativity is the antidote to the consumerism mentality today. I feel like an opera singer at a rock concert. I’m singing an aria and the electric guitars are drowning out the message.
WILL SOMEONE HEAR ME? CAN ARTISTS CHANGE THE WORLD?