Count it! Yes, garnered by way of having earned the benefactor's confidence and trust, the Merlin Residency seems to me to be as prestigious as they come. Congratulations! 🎉
I've also been struggling so much lately with the same realization that "the culture does not want artists [,so] I don't want the culture." My children are affected by the fact of this matter every bit as much as I am, and I can only hope that I've managed to help them avoid the crushing sense of failure and guilt that relentlessly plagues me. I even went as far as to earn another graduate degree in an effort to feel valid/relevant. Spoiler: it didn't help.
Oh Stephanie, I always suspected the same would happen in my case. Rose has gently pushed me to continue study for a long time. Somehow I knew it would not assuage that periodical “crushing sense of failure and guilt”.
Ha, ha! But we are so fortunate to have children! A great joy to watch them grow and be.
I know it sounds all Zenny corny cliche, but living in the now and getting excited about flowers growing, has really helped me. The simpler, the better. The more purposeless, the greater divine. I go down to the lake shore in the evenings, sit on the rocks and look for Spanish doubloons. There’s a joy in the nonsense, especially shared. Rose pretends to look. Even if she knows for a fact the Spanish never sank a single ship in Ontario.
The present culture may not want us, however, posterity will adore the expressionists. Keep a strong box of your work for the great grandchildren:)
Summertime...and the livin' is not easy. If only we could just "be" and let the 10,000 things float on by.
That’s my intent, moment to moment until they circle back. And they (the things), always circle back:)
Count it! Yes, garnered by way of having earned the benefactor's confidence and trust, the Merlin Residency seems to me to be as prestigious as they come. Congratulations! 🎉
I've also been struggling so much lately with the same realization that "the culture does not want artists [,so] I don't want the culture." My children are affected by the fact of this matter every bit as much as I am, and I can only hope that I've managed to help them avoid the crushing sense of failure and guilt that relentlessly plagues me. I even went as far as to earn another graduate degree in an effort to feel valid/relevant. Spoiler: it didn't help.
Oh Stephanie, I always suspected the same would happen in my case. Rose has gently pushed me to continue study for a long time. Somehow I knew it would not assuage that periodical “crushing sense of failure and guilt”.
Ha, ha! But we are so fortunate to have children! A great joy to watch them grow and be.
I know it sounds all Zenny corny cliche, but living in the now and getting excited about flowers growing, has really helped me. The simpler, the better. The more purposeless, the greater divine. I go down to the lake shore in the evenings, sit on the rocks and look for Spanish doubloons. There’s a joy in the nonsense, especially shared. Rose pretends to look. Even if she knows for a fact the Spanish never sank a single ship in Ontario.
The present culture may not want us, however, posterity will adore the expressionists. Keep a strong box of your work for the great grandchildren:)