Coming to the End

I thought that coming to the end of this project would somehow feel more satisfying than the end of a project usually does, but it not feeling any different, instead it feels as disappointing as it usually does.

It shouldn’t though. Over 30 works made in 3 months. A dozen of which are admittedly, surprisingly successful.

In my minds eye, I wanted 12 figure drawings, of the same format, the image size, and the same medium. 12 drawings that could be matted and put up on the walls of a coffee house for 2 weeks.

I want to entice others to play the game of show and tell. I want to show that we don’t need to be great artists to make work to share with others. That work doesn’t need to be about economy or to feed an ego. That making work can be just because making work is important to you. I want others to feel that it’s ok to share what’s important to them as well.

Putting the work up is a form of permission.

Still… the dissatisfaction and disappointment is there. I think it’s because the project is coming to a close. Its time to buy the frames and choose the work. But then the project is done. There’s not going to be any climatic pay off of connection. Any kind words will be dismissed and any dismissive words will most likely soak in.