Last Saturday I went to New Jersey to see a play. My cousin is getting a MFA at Rutgers and was doing Shakespeare.Anyway-the play was OK. The actors were great. The script left something to be desired. They did the Merry Wives of Windsor which is not one of Shakespeare's biggies.
Anyway- after the show I was talking to my cousin and we were talking
about what she had to do next: how she pretty much had to sit around and worry about the future while waiting to graduate with her degree at the end of June.
I was telling her about how it seemed just like when I got out of Grad School. It was 1987 and the Market had crashed and all the real estate value was going down the drain. The art market was shutting down and what galleries that I had imagined myself showing in while working away as school were suddenly non-existent. Crime was rampant and AIDs made everything seem like it was all over and Reagan made us all feel completely helpless or completely without any help.
I was telling her how strange it was to not have anything in particular to work for and how it was kind of fun and liberating back then. And how every generation is really born into, or spit out onto the best possible moment to be doing what they are doing as long as you maintain this positive spirit and a love for what you are doing.
I was waxing positive and leaving out all the parts about my heavy drug use and borderline alcoholism.
Anyway- I am really optimistic. Right now I am having the best greatest moment of my entire art career and the market is completely dead and I am going broke and killing my credit while I pursue the dream that I've never let go of since I got out of school.
Thank god I married a lawyer or I'd really be up Shit Creek by now. I hope I didn't give her the wrong idea by dishing out the Ol' Pep Talk about the true grit of being an artist. But she is a lot prettier and smarter than I ever was at her age. I sure she will figure out how to find someone to be with who will be supportive of her dream, while still maintaining a little bit of upward mobility.