|A Blue Hair print is part of my Facebook friend Sonsiris abundance altar. For me this is better than being in the MOMA!|
A guy once called my paintings "pornographic". I think he meant erotic, but this was a teacher...
I once gave a beautiful print of Atabey to a friend, and when I visited her the friend had placed it in front of the dog dish. I guess the dog could appreciate art better than she did. I didn't really say anything or thought to get mad. I just let it go, like with most things that don't seem quite right. But now that I think about it... I should have been a taker-backer right then and there. If I were to sell that print now, it would go in less than 5 minutes at the Comité Noviembre event.
A lot of my art is placed in bathrooms. The way I see it is 1) We spend a lot of time there 2) One day it will make it to the bedroom, or even the living room! In fact, some of my best pieces, I think, are in a bathroom, so I'm actually proud of that.
Luckily, I didn't choose to question myself about the dog dish decor or my porno illus, but kept on going, and about 15 years later, I feel I have finally made it to the very best place in the world. People's hearts. Love through email, through Facebook, in person. People write to me telling me they want to come to New York and see my art, or that a Magdalene painting touched them deeply, or they want to take pictures with me or they use my art in their altars. The other day I went to a poetry reading and am embarrassed and honored to say that somehow several of the featured poets felt the need to thank me during their presentation. The professor that presented them said she was my collector. I was not part of this event, just went there to support my friend. It all seems very surreal, but gratitude fills my heart, and joy, too, because I try hard in this very difficult path that is being an artist.
I write this here not to show off, I hope it does not come out that way, but to sort of breath in and out, and celebrate that after such long years, I can feel it has been worth it. It is worth it every day and every hour.
And I write this here in case someone out there is feeling discouraged, or offended, or sad. I would say, just keep doing what comes out naturally. Don't listen to criticism or actions that come out of ignorance or lack of love. Love intensely what you do in the moment you do it. That is the feeling that brings out the alchemy of art and helps the artist connect to the audience.
Beauty leaves you. Romance too. Health, friends, family. Nothing seems to be eternal. You only have yourself in the end. If someone chooses to walk with you, love them intensely, they deserve it. But if they leave, love them too. Only love.
This is not a thanksgiving post, but a gratitude to life post. And by now, my art is in many people's living rooms! And I'm very grateful for that!
|Migdalia's Living Room is the Museum of LOVE!|