How old is too old?
This is a question I’ve been wrestling with for some time now, particularly as I battle my insecurities about my work and, even more particularly, that sinking feeling that I’m doing too little, too late. On a certain level, I know that if I don’t try to get a handle on my art now, I’ll just be that much older when everything does come together (yes, I’m an eternal optimist, just a dour and grumpy one). So I guess the REAL question is: Would I rather end up an old bag with a failed, late-in-life art practice behind me, or just… an old bag? I think we all know the answer to THAT question (hint: it’s the one with the words “failed art practice” in it. Got it? Ok, moving on…) Continue reading