Open says me

I’m a quiet person. Until now I’ve been willing to share very little in the way of thoughts about my art, wanting to let the art speak for itself. I’ve shared very little of the art itself, guarded against putting my incompetence on display, afraid of degrading my reputation by exposing the errors that come with all of the trials that are the real stuff of artistic endeavor. Only the hits, none of the misses.

I’ve decided not to hide anymore. I’m convinced that by opening up, sharing out, welcoming in… by all of that, I will become a better person, perhaps a better artist, and have a richer life, what’s left of it. That’s my hypothesis anyway. Strength, courage, vulnerability.