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Happy Labor Day everyone!

I decided today that since art is my labor, love, provocateur, mistress, and inspiration, the question that I’d examine is, “what does (professional) respect look like to an artist?”

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I think that many artists base their idea of respect on a blend of those three ideals, with different weights depending upon the individual. Additionally, I don’t think that artists are comfortable or satisfied with having achieved respect only once in their creative lives. Each and every opportunity to share what they do, an artist wants to create a masterpiece, adored and cherished by all. That adoration achieved through artistic creation will never be satisfied with a single dose. Ernest Hemingway called it, “The Artist Reward”, the need, desire, drive to make wonders… to savor the high when we are appreciated, and to suffer the despair when we are rejected.

For artists like myself, professional respect is fleeting and completely dependent upon how the fickled ‘others’ feel about me today. I will always strive to produce my next masterpiece and get my next ‘fix’ of approval, enjoying my ‘reward’ moment before needing it again, again and again.