I was reflecting on what it takes to be a classical observational painter/artist. I tell students its patience and perseverance. No more, no less.
I never had the patience until I moved to Toronto for school. There I waited in line for everything. Classes, food, busses etc..
Perseverance is what an instructor at school told us about. A student asked him one day… “what made him an artist”. He replied… “When I was 20, here at college, all my friends were artists. When I was 30, half were still artists and the other half left the field. When I reached 40, very few friends were still painting, most had other passions and families that became the centre of their lives.”
Basically, an artist is the last one standing, who doesn’t give up on the dream and passion.
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