That old chestnut: what is art? No, what is an artist? Ask your 4 year old.

I have been putting a lot of thought and work into a less pleasant but necessary part of being a gallerist in the art business:  emphasis upon business.  There is an aspect of any business, including mine, that has to do with really identifying the business, in all its details, from the finances to the glorious, fun part.     It is frankly hard work. But gratifying, as without the business stability the fun part does not get to be.  More on this soon.  I think it is an interesting process to go through, and some of it will be worth sharing.

But lets get back to the glorious part.  One thing that happens at The Gallery is that people love it a lot and come in for inspiration, often on a regular basis.  In that sense, a gallery can work like a museum.  This is both good and bad for The Gallery as a business, but for me the human being, it is wonderful.  Moving, inspiring gratitude, a validation of what we are trying to do.  I love my patrons, of whatever "type."  They make my days.  (Still:  please buy art!  I have to ask, always.  But you are always welcome, regardless.  I do mean the ask though, for those who can.)

One such regular visitor, a fine artist himself though he wrestles with the very question in the article he sent me below, offers this, by another artist:  "A Rant About Art."  By artist and writer David DuChemin.  Brief and provocative.  DuChemin takes aim straight for, and from, the heart.  Highly recommend.

This is not about children, but there is a reference in it.  And when my own youngest was a mad producer of art at age 5 (he is all growed up now, a wise young adult) he said to me, Mom, there is no bad art.  Well I don't know if I agree.  I know there is art I respond to, and art I don't.  And that is ok.  And is only part of the question explored, briefly but well, here:

http://davidduchemin.com

Best always, Amy