Erin sent me this photo, the day after the piece arrived at her home. It’s now hanging in her bedroom, so I’m told. Thanks, Erin!
I don’t know why exactly, but I really like this photo. Maybe because of the gentle way the person is holding it- cradling it like a baby, almost.
As an artist, you often think about your work being out there in all these people’s homes, all over the world, interacting with them. It’s a lovely feeling.
There’s a ton of art out there. For a piece of art to make it into someone else’s home and onto their walls, is actually pretty impossible unless you’ve already made a pretty significant connection with them, somehow. Again, it’s a lovely feeling when it happens.
The work people do is all driven by different things- money, ambition, intellect, sex, whatever. The work I do, and the work for a lot of people who read my blog and buy my cartoons, seems to be largely driven by the need to “connect”.
We like doing stuff that connects with people. We’re “Connectors”.
We’re wired that way. We can’t help it. We’re like those little hearts in the cartoon above…
