Up until a couple of years ago, my easel was my lap — not a laptop, but wherever my iDevices rested. This was partly circumstance (other work demands, a few hospital stints) and partly a growing preference for the immediacy of mobile artistry: create, then publish with a flick of the thumb and a tap of the index finger.
The trouble is there are billions of photos uploaded across social media and art specific web sites growing with each instance. The connected world is flooded with #artsy images. There is little curation beyond the underlying whims of the algorithms, or those attempting to monetise their uploads.
There is a battle going on. Are creators just frogs slowly boiling in a pot ? It takes time to find your niche.
Now my practice is back in the analogue world I’ve noticed that I’m expecting the same freedoms that the digital domain treats image making. That’s an obscure comment which needs interrogation sooner than later.
It will be an interesting journey back.
