A book with a month or a day of the week in the title
Beautiful book filled with mixed media art, and poignant observations about life as an artist. A journey through the mind of an artist, interesting and encouraging. I love that it reads like a snapshot autobiography with images. It's encouraging.
I especially enjoy that this artist makes his art accessible. At the beginning, he writes directly about his own perceived lack of talent. It's so subjective, but I think most creative people come up against this idea of not being able to actualise the amazing thing they have in their brain; the talent bit doesn't live up to the imagined work. It's possible that for some people that goes away and they find themselves able to create their internal vision to a T, but I've met this idea in many forms, the idea that you will always struggle to execute the thing you want to make when first you endeavour to walk down the path of creativity. Until you get good, and then, sometimes, you'll achieve it. But not always. There is always the limit of your ability, and the limitlessness of your imagination that bumps up against it.
"The gateway drug is not creating art, but experiencing art; seeing a painting, reading a book, or listening to music that expresses something that you always knew, but were never aware of."
Insightful, funny, and wonderful.
"In this blinding ocean of smooth two-second HAHAs we have to remind ourselves that the art that really moves us is often slow, strange and nagging."
This is a book to revisit for the images and the insights that you cannot hold in your brain all at once if they are all new to you.
I love this book in its entirety.