the surface. I found this jug in a flea market in Viroqua, Wisconsin two years ago and almost didn't get it as it was $22, more than I really wanted to pay. I went back to it twice before deciding that I would be sorry if I didn't get it. So glad I did!
The motivation to continue is strong for the moment but knowing me, well, that could change. I have to battle with inner demons sometimes who ask me why I keep trying to be an artist and what do I expect to get out of it, etc., etc.. I already get so much that the question doesn't really need to be asked. I get to follow my dream and be independent. Even if it never makes me rich or famous I am blessed. Still, there is a struggle with each work that every artist knows about. Will this piece turn out well? How do I make my
inner vision appear on the canvas the way I want it to? What am I trying to say
with this subject or am I trying to say anything at all? And who cares? That is a big hurdle sometimes - justifying my efforts when the world is already so full of
tremendously talented artists.
One thing about this lifelong effort, I am never bored!