I am not defining what art is, or isn’t so stick with me here
Pouring paint, mixing it with silicon and creating cells and other shit is really hot right now. Some people are doing mad crazy stuff with it but most people are pouring and enjoying the colours.
That’s fine. Enjoy.
But if you want to make it as an artist, one whose work is in demand, you need to stop. It is garbage, throw away art.
Oy. I’m sorry.
But… think about it. When you line up the paintings of say ten different paint pouring artists, how do you tell whose work is whose? Don’t say by colour palette because I’ve seen a ton of this kind of art and all palettes have been used by multiple artists.
Don’t say by the cells because, quite frankly, they all look very similar if not entirely alike. Especially to people who don’t pour.
I have seen some gorgeous pours. Some amazing paintings that make my heart skip a beat. I love, love, love colour but I couldn’t name the artist or even tell if a series of work was done by one person or many.
That is an important thing to note because artists, and artistic style is entirely the brand of an artist.
There are so many good artists in this world. Really so many. But there’s a chasm between good and great. The great ones are instantly recognizable. They define a style or era. They are the first person you think of when you think of anything.
Van Gogh. Picasso. Gauguin. Monet.
The artists that the general public recognize and can name. They didn’t just paint, they pushed things further. They took their art to the edge of their style, and even leaped off and tried to fly. Often enough, they did fly.
There’s a reason we have the masters; they are the people that went that extra step. They took the risks. Their art looks like no one else’s.
I use paint pouring as an example because it’s so prevalent at the moment. It has a low bar for entry. It has a high satisfaction both for the artist and the viewer.
If you do paint pouring and you want to be a great and revered artist find a way to make it entirely yours. OWN the style. Push it past the point of being recognizable. Take the risks and become a master of your own style.
It’s terrifying, even feels risky, to step away from the crowd. To march to your own drummer. But dammit, this is where genius shines. This is where you make your mark.
Creating art won’t kill you. At least, not like being eaten by lions will. But our lizard brains convince us that failure is to be avoided — LIFE AND DEATH! — and so we paint it safe. Be careful. Worry about the outcome.
What we need, what YOU need to do, is thank your inner lizard for its concern and then recklessly jump off the artistic cliff and see what happens.
Own your style. Push it farther. Be the artist you want to be. And maybe you might just be the person who turns paint pouring into something amazingly yours, remembered in history.
Or walk away entirely because this form of art is already past its prime. Imagine what you could create if you let your inner self come out.
Whatever you choose, choose to be great. Good is for everyone else.