The Art Bulletin
Trials and Tribulations
October 2021, Vol. 3, Issue 4
Recently, I began displaying my work on Instagram which can also be linked to Facebook. Every time I finish a painting, I post it. The response has been phenomenal And my sales have soared. I try to take all of this in stride as I remember that not too long ago, it was far from this.
My studies began at the Art Student’s League in Manhattan. As my confidence grew so did the size of my canvases. I built a wooden frame 54”x30”, stretched the canvas over it, and dragged it onto the NYC subway and then to school. I worked on my painting every day for weeks. It was at this point that my teacher came over to critique it. He was an old, crotchety, irascible fellow. He pointed to one tiny area (something that was the size of a quarter) and said “this is the only thing worthwhile in your entire painting”. Without so much as a mere touch, I was cut into tiny pieces. I was shattered.
When I got home, I proceeded to throw all my pastels, oil paints and brushes into the garbage. Every drawing pad, canvas, plus all other artist’s supplies was thrown out. What was I thinking? - to leave my profession and pursue art? Who did I think I was – certainly not Michelangelo. I was truly destroyed.
When I’m upset, I clean. For the next two weeks, I cleaned. I washed windows, scrubbed floors, and polished all the woodwork. I scoured the grout with a toothbrush. Sponged down the walls. Took apart the pantry and wiped clean every can, box and even the spice tins. I was full of both angst and emptiness. I was reduced to nothingness...
Several weeks prior to this, my class was to exhibit their work. There were over 50 people in the class and there was no limit to the amount of work to be displayed. Hundreds of paintings were hung. An independent judge was hired. Only two prizes were to be awarded. First and second place.
I forced myself to return to school in order to collect my belongings. Upon entering my fellow classmates swarmed around me. They were asking where I’d been and congratulating me at the same time. Congratulating me – for what?
Out of hundreds and hundreds of paintings, I was awarded second place.
Never give up your dream, no matter how downtrodden you may feel.
HAPPY PAINTING, EVERYONE!
Just a little side bar. I have begun an Instagram account. To see my latest paintings please go to https://instagram.com/lisahannick or download the app (it’s free) and “search” for lisahannick. Don’t forget to follow me. Thank you.
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