In one of my earlier posts I whined and bitched about the trials and tribulations involved in staging an exhibition abroad. Luckily I have a friend who is wise and honest enough to tell me that I sounded rather lame… I agree.

“Ooooh poor me I have an exhibition at a gallery in the US, I’m so stressed, I’m so pressured, It’s so much work, it’s so complicated….”
How embarrassing to think that I actually felt this way. In a former life, when I was still an infantry captain, I would have probably assigned myself a particularly humiliating task to remind me that whining is NOT COOL.

: )

Those days are long gone but I still feel that balancing things out a little is very much in order. I thought I’d set the record straight by saying that although being an artist isn’t always the bed of roses I imagined it to be, I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

Following a dream is not an easy path, nor should it be - that’s what makes it worthwhile!

Frankly I can’t believe how lucky I am to have the opportunities I’ve been afforded, or how easy it was to arrange international exhibition opportunities.
I can’t even begin to imagine how complicated life must have been in this respect before the advent of the Internet and my respect for artists who precede this miraculous invention has grown hugely as a result.

One last thing before I wrap this up - I know I’m lucky to have the opportunities afforded me and I am grateful for them, but I am far more grateful to have met the good people who afforded me these opportunities.

In this respect at least I think that not that much has changed for art and artists throughout the ages…

: )

Mike