Sometimes I am confused.
In this case the vexxing issue is open studios. I like them don't get me wrong, I often lament that the artist that I would most eagerly peek into their studios are the ones that have closed doors. I long for the chance to see the nakedness inherent with their studios opened. Not to veiw their finished work, these artist are on veiw in the Musuems and Galleries I fequent. Nor do I wish to be trapped in a room with a salesman pushing his wares. I long for the pureity of a creative space that oozes the process that artists go through. Clean to messy, clottered to organized it doesn't matter the space is the process and the process is the artist. So I am confused, because the rawness I hope for when I do encountour open studios is plastered over, in favor of the bazaar.
So no bazaar here, this will be a depository for my studio process and discovery based studio process in general.
So no bazaar here, this will be a depository for my studio process and discovery based studio process in general.
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