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Monday, 1 October 2018
What work will your grandchildren do?
Being a painter (or as some might say, an 'artist') is a funny old business.
It's not something you'd normally choose as a career; it's something you just have to do.
As I've stated here before, I've had more work stolen throughout my career than I've actually sold (one was even stolen from a client!). I do have work in some good collections, but having chosen to avoid galleries as such, I've sold far less work that I would have, had I tolerated some of the appalling gallery owners I've encountered.
But being a painter is not only about painting. The horizon is far wider if one wishes it to be, and I have worked as a teacher, a graphic designer, even a garden designer. One of the strangest jobs I was offered was to paint the exteriors of large medieval tents, for a company that promoted jousting exhibitions. I declined.
Otherwise, I've cut stone, and built walls; and have always managed to live off earned remuneration, rather than any savings made from profitable investments, which I always saw as my pension.
However, as a career choice for the future, it may not be such a bad thing. With the advent of robot-forced unemployment, it may become one career that will survive. Someone with above average artistic skills, and a head for good design, should always find work.
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone (except the obdurate and dictatorial) is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 46 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away; we also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!