In 2007,when I had just graduated from Art school ,being selected by a gallery was a dream. So when I was offered a contract by a gallery in London and was flown to Italy to be introduced to other important galleries exactly when graduating was , in my mind amazing.10 years on, the thought of dealing with a gallery stresses me out
Let me explain. We artists are led to believe that we need a gallery and that we should obey them and bend to all their wishes. It is not like that. The truth is one. The artist needs to remember that you, the artist are the gallery’s client and the ones who buy the artworks are the Gallery’s friends not vice versa.Another thing to keep in mind is the business plan. Each and every gallery needs to have a business plan and in every country , especially if in other continents , business plans differ.
Another important thing to keep in mind is money. I don’t care how much hate I am going to stir now, but the truth is , Art is about money, it always was and will always be.The problem is that we artists are too busy thinking up incredibly beautiful things to ever think about money and the asshole rest of the world knows that and abuses us.For us everything is priceless. For the others, we are ‘money making machines’ as one millionaire many moons ago called me. So when we get sick of the horrid system we try to set up a what is called an ARTIST LED SPACE. It sounds amazing until you try to do it. I tried and the consequences were disastrous. I am way too creative to be able to deal with the monetary side of things not to mention being the creative person I am I risked and enjoyed making mistakes and tried to make something out of them, like I do with the process of painting. I can say I had come up with the most incredible business plan with the most outrageous artists. There was one major flaw in the great scheme of things. I forgot to employ a full time psychotherapist who specialises in creative people. No wonder Van Gogh had cut off his ear when he had trouble with Gaugin. Disputes amongst creatives are pretty much what Hollywood drama aspires to be but never will ( Thank God for that)
The latest bit of drama I had to endure almost catapulted me into a storm between powerful people. I spent 2 days in a corner trying to figure out why the hell I always let myself into such situations. I was ready to swear on a facebook post to never paint again. I just cannot believe how naive I can be, or rather how I let my ego and need to succeed govern my little bit of rationality.
So I decided to post a painting I just finished, with my son next to it. This photo does not show the painting in it’s glory but it shows the most important and most beautiful amazing gift I have. I have a son who loves to be with me in my studio whilst I paint.
God has given me what I always wanted, a son, a man to love and a studio. I don’t need anything else.
My season’s blessings to all of you and a little reminder to be grateful for all you have.