The Harmony Garden and Herb Fair has come and gone.
The photo above is of a few things I had for sale at the fair.
I didn't sell a single thing. You see, I physically showed up but I didn't show up to sell art.
You might be saying, what? For starters I took a strange collection of objects I created over the last two years. No rhyme or reason. No displays or cleaver staging, just my art spread out on a plastic table. My space looked more like a jumbled yard sale table than an artist trying to sell her creations.
So what gives????
Identity crises? Yep
Doubt of talent? Yep
I've seem to have hit the place in the road where an artist takes a look at what they are creating and where they want to go with it. That uncomfortable place where soul searching can turn into getting drunk, or shopping until you drop. Maybe take a long vacation or go back to school?
That place where an artist teeters on giving up.
I have decide to give myself a break. The plan for the summer is to make art for the sake of fun. No end plan, no pressure. This week I'm recreating a sketchbook I did a few years ago called, The Red String Theory. My daughter had asked me to make her a copy, I never did. Her birthday is coming up so I have decided to recreate the story for her.
I may also be feeling the pull of door number 2. Which could be my true path, or at least one I should be exploring right now? Recently I have been doing a lot of creative writing. Several people have come into my life to support this endeavor. I have sent query letters to two agents, so far no replies. (It's only been two weeks)
Oh, and guess who had a table beside me at the fair? A children's book author!
Where are you at on your creative journey?
How do you solve the creative blocks and doubts that plague all artist at some point?