This first appeared on irevuo.com 2 February 2013.
Irevuo is devoted to the indie, self-publicized artist. That’s the premise of this publication. Our submission criteria are 1) not previously published elsewhere and 2) self-represented.
It sounds pretty straight-forward. It really isn’t simple, though; nothing elegant is.
Regardless of how popular an artist or group is, regardless of the employment of an agent or a contract with a major publishing house, eventually, all of us who try to create art are independent. Some of us have better-known support groups and advocates, but at 4am, we’re all on our own, working to share our visions with others.
We each start with an idea or concept, and we pick up a pen or a guitar or a brush or camera, and we start to sketch. One by one, we draw others into ourselves. Some of us draw a few more than others, resulting in popular appeal or the ability to purchase pizza whenever we want. All of us, though, start alone. Most of us feel somehow isolated from our immediate surroundings, and use our work to try to find life on other planets.
In moments of lonely blank-page inspired angst, consider:
Even without an audience, a guitar moves air. Sound crashes through it, and waits to resonate off something. In the moment of playing, sound finds company, if only with the atmosphere.
Even without a reader, words come into meaning once pen pushes paper. They exist, and then they wait to be read.
Outside of a gallery or museum, acrylic still dries on canvas, and what was once only in the eyes of one person’s mind now waits for others to see.
After that moment of starting, none of us are independent. We may hire proxies to represent us, but each of us is an independent artist.