Why Real Artists Get Discouraged


A banana, duct-taped to a wall went on a sale at Art Basel Miami Beach this week — priced at around $120,000. And, according to the gallery behind the work, two of the three editions have already sold, with the last now going for even more.

It takes me days, sometimes weeks to finish an illustration. I am nearly 65, no illustration I have ever made has ever sold above $100.00  My work has never been shown in a gallery.

So if you ever wonder why I sometimes sound depressed or discouraged about my work – just read this article.

And yes, I differentiate by calling myself a “real” artist. Jotting down a grocery list does not make you a “writer” and taping a banana to a wall does not make you an “artist”.  Flushing your toilet does not make you a plumber. Starting your car does not make you a mechanic. Popping a pimple does not make you a surgeon. And lastly – sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken. If that disturbs  your “everyone is an artist” sensibilities, too bad.

This idea that creative art is meaningless and takes no effort because “everyone” can do it really galls me. I get asked all the time for “free” artwork and my reply is this – Would you ask your plumber for a “free” toilet or tub installation?  Do you ask your mechanic for a “free” tune-up and oil change?  Why is my labor any different than theirs?

Until next time …