Bit like how I feel about my knitting – moving from the corporate life to running a credible retail business. Sometimes it feels like a crafty indulgence, but we take our work seriously as artisans and now as a commercial business.
On the eve of one of the most significant events in my year, I’m sitting in my motel room in Kandos contemplating the self-indulgence of being here – missing half the school holidays with my family, taking a week or two away from paid work and spending more money and time on my art, for which there is no monetary return.
I’ve spent the past 24 hours plus installing my new installation, documenting it and helping a few others around town install their works. I’ve spent two nights now sharing a wine or two with other artists at low-key events leading up to the first day of Cementa15 – four days of celebrating the diversity of contemporary art in a regional context. A rare event indeed.
So, why do I have this feeling that what I’m doing isn’t part of the ‘real world’?
I’ve been leading a double life…
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