I cannot believe how much the artist's world can correlate to the writer's world. Creative people wear a lot of different hats. But they need to choose the hats that really suit them. Sure it is fun to delve into a Sherlock hat or a cute little brownie beanie or maybe a My Fair Lady two foot wide extravaganza with organza, but is that really you?
I just read a blog that talked about finding your brand. Brand—hmm. Makes me think of a cattle brand. Ouch. Well, spending 29 years in cattle country sent me right there. Once you are branded, you know where you belong or at least all the cowboys do.
I answered the blog as it made me think of an incident years before, that had a clear application. Her blog post told us how a simple response turned her from fantasy with humor to another "brand". It works and it fits now. She is sooo funny! Who make you you laugh at their bio? Here is her site: http://www.erintayloryoung.com - have fun! She has the right hat for her head.
This is what I wrote in response, with tad more editing:
This reminds me of someone I knew in the art world. She loved a particular artist and tried to paint like her. Her home was filled with hundreds of oil canvases, all over the floor in and against the walls. None of which I felt were very interesting. But I came across a beautiful watercolor on the wall. It was amazing. I asked her who did it and she said she did. I encouraged her to do watercolors like that.
She didn’t have to stop painting—just change the “Brand”.
So meanwhile back at the hats. Though it was fun to do some different things in my paintings, I kept coming back to florals and gardens. Sometimes they had the sea in them but the flower garden was where I belonged. My artist friend, Deb Pero, reaffirmed it and that is what I sold the most.
So- although I would love to paint and write about everything under the sun, it is not necessarily where I need to be or the best hat for me. Artists love change. Writers enjoy a change of pace once in a while, too. But finding out what works for you is a great revelation. It was for me. So I can wear the citified cowgirl hat and the wide-brimmed lacy ones well. I'll stick to those. I get compliments on them.
And I will paint my florals and gardens and paint words in my turn of the century romances. It's who I am, where I have always wanted to be and where I escape of the world and into the heavenlies. I will drink in the scent and soak in the colors of my tea garden world, praise my Lord, be at peace. And once in a while I will paint a seascape or a landscape and don the My Fair Lady Hat and drink a my tea from a mug. Oh My!