Comment by geezerette — November 14, 2012 @ 7:39 am
Take the cross out of the glass and drink up.
Hey, I was once an occasional beachcomber. You know, a laborer of the soul and a maintainer of nature and a watcher-outer for invasion fleets. Should’a been able to make a good livin’ doin’ that.
Comment by DougM (Well, thaaat sucked!) — November 14, 2012 @ 8:06 am
They can eat elephant dung Madonna and drink Piss Christ.
Comment by SondraK, Queen of my domain — November 14, 2012 @ 8:08 am
She [she?] claims to be a “mirror of ” meeeeeeeeeeeee.
Therefore she will have meterial for her “woooork” in whatever I throw at her. Like some nice soft sticky tofu? followed by bits of carrot, some arugula, old tomatoes and road apples.
Comment by Claire: rebellious pink pig with car keys - and a *cause* — November 14, 2012 @ 8:33 am
Darn. I flushed it just before I saw this.
Comment by Alan outback bacon czar — November 14, 2012 @ 8:48 am
“A government-supported artist is nothing but an incompetent whore.”
— Robert Heinlein, speaking as Lazarus Long
The true artist will let his wife starve, his children go barefoot, his mother drudge for his living at seventy, sooner than work at anything but his art.
-George Bernard Shaw
Is there a gov’t subsidy for pet origami boulders?
Comment by DougM (Well, thaaat sucked!) — November 14, 2012 @ 11:23 am
I am a musical artist of sorts…I help finance my retirement by playing the didgeridoo (yes it’s weird, but someone has to do it). I work my butt off playing on the streets of a north Florida tourist area for tips, give lessons, play, make and sell didgeridoos at Farmers Markets and craft shows and backup local musicians when I can. I know a lot of visual artists, painters, sculptors, etc, that work the streets, give lessons and do markets to make a living off their work so if an artist cannot be self-supporting there is no excuse except laziness or perhaps creating such a poor product that nobody wants it.
I discovered years ago that there are many mute, inglorious Miltons out there. I have heard amazing singers at camp sing a longs, read great novels found in bargain bins, seen mind blowing paintings in art fair kiosks. Fame and fortune are a crapshoot, and there are a lot of players.
Comment by Paul Moore — November 14, 2012 @ 4:03 pm
Become the 21st century Norman Rockwell. Paint a thankgiving dinner scene of grandma serving Turkey TV dinners, beer and everyone at the table w a cellphone in their ears. Every one at the table wearing a hoodie. A window in the background w cracked bullet holes and outside a whore bending over in a car window of a Democrat senator………..
And paint it all on velvet!!!!!!
Comment by Colonel Jerry USMC — November 15, 2012 @ 4:09 am
Funhouse mirror, I’m thinking.
Comment by SteveHGraham — November 15, 2012 @ 7:58 am
WaitaMinnit!!! I’m a artist!! Maybe even a artiste!!!!
I work real hard making artistic piles of Stuff! And I even won a Prize!!
So people should give me money, or food, or a house to live in, so I can keep being a artist.
mfhfffmff owey I just bit my tongue
Comment by geezerette — November 14, 2012 @ 7:39 am
Take the cross out of the glass and drink up.
Hey, I was once an occasional beachcomber. You know, a laborer of the soul and a maintainer of nature and a watcher-outer for invasion fleets. Should’a been able to make a good livin’ doin’ that.
Comment by DougM (Well, thaaat sucked!) — November 14, 2012 @ 8:06 am
They can eat elephant dung Madonna and drink Piss Christ.
Comment by SondraK, Queen of my domain — November 14, 2012 @ 8:08 am
Artists should starve. It improves their output.
Comment by mojo — November 14, 2012 @ 8:13 am
She [she?] claims to be a “mirror of ” meeeeeeeeeeeee.
Therefore she will have meterial for her “woooork” in whatever I throw at her. Like some nice soft sticky tofu? followed by bits of carrot, some arugula, old tomatoes and road apples.
Comment by Claire: rebellious pink pig with car keys - and a *cause* — November 14, 2012 @ 8:33 am
Darn. I flushed it just before I saw this.
Comment by Alan outback bacon czar — November 14, 2012 @ 8:48 am
“A government-supported artist is nothing but an incompetent whore.”
— Robert Heinlein, speaking as Lazarus Long
Comment by rickn8or — November 14, 2012 @ 9:48 am
The true artist will let his wife starve, his children go barefoot, his mother drudge for his living at seventy, sooner than work at anything but his art.
-George Bernard Shaw
You know…. a Socialist
Comment by Wollf — November 14, 2012 @ 10:34 am
Is there a gov’t subsidy for pet origami boulders?
Comment by DougM (Well, thaaat sucked!) — November 14, 2012 @ 11:23 am
I am a musical artist of sorts…I help finance my retirement by playing the didgeridoo (yes it’s weird, but someone has to do it). I work my butt off playing on the streets of a north Florida tourist area for tips, give lessons, play, make and sell didgeridoos at Farmers Markets and craft shows and backup local musicians when I can. I know a lot of visual artists, painters, sculptors, etc, that work the streets, give lessons and do markets to make a living off their work so if an artist cannot be self-supporting there is no excuse except laziness or perhaps creating such a poor product that nobody wants it.
Comment by JO — November 14, 2012 @ 11:51 am
I have nothing to add, other than that didgeridoo music is cool.
A friend got me listening to Richard Walley a few years back and it’s great music to work by.
Comment by apotheosis — November 14, 2012 @ 12:05 pm
didgeridooin’s hard. Congrats…there’s a saying about doing what you love for work :)
Comment by SondraK, Queen of my domain — November 14, 2012 @ 12:34 pm
If she wasn’t such a syphilitic-ridden commie douche, I’d tell her to eat me.
Comment by MCPO — November 14, 2012 @ 1:35 pm
Eat hope and shit change, lady.
Comment by PeggyU — November 14, 2012 @ 1:40 pm
Produce art that people want.
They will give you money for it.
You can buy food with that money.
Problem solved.
Comment by Sigivald — November 14, 2012 @ 3:20 pm
I discovered years ago that there are many mute, inglorious Miltons out there. I have heard amazing singers at camp sing a longs, read great novels found in bargain bins, seen mind blowing paintings in art fair kiosks. Fame and fortune are a crapshoot, and there are a lot of players.
Comment by Paul Moore — November 14, 2012 @ 4:03 pm
JO (#10): Good on ya, mate!
Comment by ZZMike — November 14, 2012 @ 4:08 pm
Produce something of value that a purchaser will compensate you for.
You’re welcome.
Comment by Steve Skubinna — November 14, 2012 @ 4:36 pm
Art?
You want art?
I gotcher art rahcheer!
Comment by DougM (Well, thaaat sucked!) — November 14, 2012 @ 7:03 pm
If she gets really desperate, she can cut off an ear. Kinda chewy, I imagine. I *think* they grow back; I’m not sure.
Comment by Fat Baxter — November 14, 2012 @ 7:27 pm
If I can do it, it’s not art.
Comment by Hog Whitman — November 15, 2012 @ 1:03 am
Become the 21st century Norman Rockwell. Paint a thankgiving dinner scene of grandma serving Turkey TV dinners, beer and everyone at the table w a cellphone in their ears. Every one at the table wearing a hoodie. A window in the background w cracked bullet holes and outside a whore bending over in a car window of a Democrat senator………..
And paint it all on velvet!!!!!!
Comment by Colonel Jerry USMC — November 15, 2012 @ 4:09 am
Funhouse mirror, I’m thinking.
Comment by SteveHGraham — November 15, 2012 @ 7:58 am
WaitaMinnit!!! I’m a artist!! Maybe even a artiste!!!!
I work real hard making artistic piles of Stuff! And I even won a Prize!!
So people should give me money, or food, or a house to live in, so I can keep being a artist.
Comment by ZZMike — November 15, 2012 @ 3:58 pm