I think artists are always just trying to create things that will give their lives worth. Things that will be there long after they are gone. Things that live forever, or at least for as long as anyone cares to look at them.
I create for all of those reasons.
I create because if I don’t I literally feel like life is pointless.
I also create because I have so many fucking feelings inside of me that need to get out.
So in a way it’s my therapy.
If you know an artist and you think their work is awesome PLEASE TELL THEM. Like their photos, comment on their work, buy their things, tell your friends.
Being an artist can be so terrible sometimes. You put your soul into something, put it out there and…crickets. Suddenly a flood of feelings hits you like a wall. Does everyone hate it? Does it suck? I suck. I’m horrible. I should quit. No one cares. If no one sees my work or likes my work does it even exist? Do I even exist? What is the point of living?
I can’t be the only artist that goes through this.
I know rationally that my worth isn’t determined by likes and comments. I KNOW this. I know that the social media algorithm is not in my favor and a whole slew of other things can effect how many people even see my images. But when you are an artist that has reclusive tendencies and putting your work ‘out there’ on the web is the equivalent of going to a party and no one says “hi” it fucking sucks because that’s what happens at the real life party too. So it can seem like you’re failing at everything. And that is a dangerous place to be in for sensitive souls.
BUT. Sometimes we create something that is so in alignment with our feelings and emotions and psyches that it doesn’t fucking matter what anyone else thinks. You want to share it with the world and you do not care if people ‘like’ it because YOU do and you just want everyone to see a part of you.
And that is this session here.
I’ve been going through a lot of stuff lately. I’m not going to hide it or pretend I’m okay and that everything is hunky-dorey. There are way too many people out there acting like everything is fine when there is a fire going on inside of them and I really don’t want to add to that list and help fan the flames of the stigma around mental health. So anyways… I had this session coming up and it was supposed to be nice and light boudoir-y but I just could not do that. I was feeling too dark. Some stuff had just happened that really (I hate to say this word but it’s so true in this sense) triggered a lot of things I’ve stuffed way deep down for far too long, things that I thought I was over but clearly am not.
So I talked to my model Lola a bit about it. And from the minute I met her I just knew she got it. She truly understood what I was feeling.
And then we made art.
Thank you for helping me express some of the pain I’ve been feeling. Thank you for being an emoter and an artist and a muse. Thank you for giving me something that I’m proud to have live forever long after I’m gone.
All of the leather pieces are made by AudioHelkuik. I was so impressed with the quality and the amazing human who makes these pieces that I ordered one (the first of many!) for myself.