Evolution of Art
As you know, I recently learned how to solder at Art Camp. Since then, I've been having a great time continuing to dabble with my soldering iron in my studio, assuring The Mister that he doesn't have anything to worry about when he smells the occasional smoke coming from the studio. What excites me most about this new skill that I've acquired is that it allows my art to evolve and travel into new directions. But my art is not necessarily soldering, if you know what I mean. My art is the way I select my colors, the elements that I decide to use, and the minimal ways in which I compose and juxtapose.
I liken the analogy to perhaps a French chef learning how to use a wok ... and how that skill might open up new ways to prepare the ingredients that he/she loves. Or students learning new vocabulary, and finding ways to use the new words in the stories that they write and tell. Or a new darning foot on a sewing machine that a quilter buys to allow her to create new types of quilts with her favored fabircs. Or a cellist who learns the notes to Fauré's Elegy and plays it with her instrument, with her bow, and with her unique cadence and emotions. Her interpretation.
I think when we allow our art to interface with new skills, there will be expressions that come out that are never going to be exactly the same as the artist next door. And when an artist's expression resonates with an audience, that's when there's a completed cycle of sorts ... from creating, to connecting, and appreciating.
To learning, to creating, to sharing. :)