There are distinct advantages of the digital medium over the physical one when it comes to art-making but there’s one feeling I can quite get from digital, no matter how much I try. With physical materials, I feel like I’m making a dent in the universe – the physical artefact a manipulation of the environment around me. With digital, it often feels like I’m just adding to the pile of space junk.
No one expects me to run a marathon if I can’t even run 5km but when it comes to art, do we also need to build muscle?
Should picture book making feel like work? Or should it feel like some utopia where someone pays me for ‘art’?
Perhaps the role of an artist is to render the invisible so we become more attentive to the world as it is?
Can a piece of paper create more connection than a wifi-enabled digital device when it comes to art?
Loss is difficult; we often like what we had more than what we may have. But how do we know unless we make space for the new in our lives?
