Monday, 21 March 2016
I always feel a fraud calling myself an artist or photographer. I've always felt it and sometimes I wonder if that feeling will ever go away. If 'artist' or 'photographer' will ever roll off my tongue without a second thought; without a need to qualify it in some way.
And then I read this and it kind of shifted my perspective:
When I was a young man, a person that I respected told me that I was an artist. It was one of the worst things that could have happened to me. I stopped walking into museums or galleries with a sense of awe. I walked in feeling like an 'artist'. My arms would be crossed. If I liked a piece, it was 'good'. If I didn't like a piece, it was 'bad'. I didn't feel vulnerable anymore. I lost my humility. And that's when growth stops.*
Vulnerability sucks. But then it kind of rocks too.
* from the very brilliant Humans of New York website.