What qualifications or prerequisite(s) are required for one to be called, labelled or referred to as an 'artist'?
In my late teens, early twenties I recall my father painting, but was not even concerned with what medium that he was using; oil or acrylic?, just certain it was not watercolour but altogether paying little attention at any rate.
On a visit sometime later to his place in Alberta we had lunch and afterwards he showed me a few paintings he had finished. In addition to seeing improvements to detail with a variety of the subjects on his canvas like (hummingbird- water- cascades- etc) he gave me his card.
Simply stated on a medium card stock with a west-coast tree-lined background was his name and underneath the caption/title;
------ wow! - & he was, that stunned and amazed me --------
I looked on him for the first time as more than I had previously & suddenly he no longer seemed just "dad". With that perceptual transformation he now truly presented in my mind as a person I had taken little (if any) time to investigate or observe for talents, attributes or abilities other than the ones that served me as his daughter or any child might growing up.
I saw his canvases with fresh eyes and thought more of the card...
It was not overstated, boastful, detailed or denoting any credentials, etc.[nor did it need to] in relation to the impact it made for me from that day onward. It had enough confidence and fact assigned to it for his purpose. He did not have the cards made to hand out or sell his paintings or to even advertise them in any way but he could have!
Rather painting was something he told me was a calming activity that he enjoyed in his spare time or form of meditation I guess!!?
It goes without saying that I still have the card and a modest number of his paintings which he kept or gifted to myself and my siblings. They are amongst my most prized posessions as he is now passed away. I look on his pieces with pride and a slight chuckle as they seem to express a side of his humour (w/ some having included people whose faces were monkeys) & seem to demonstrate some lesson, point of view or opinion.
Presently when I get 'into a zone' with just my paints and canvas it is almost like I have him visiting me. While I do not actually paint subjects, objects, scenes or landscapes as he did because I am more taken with organic forms, layering, abstractions and unanswered expressions of custom tones and hues; I still feel connected and bonded with him in creating original paintings.
-------- my father was an 'Artist', I too am an 'Artist'
by Claudia Jacobson