Free-verse poem re how hard it is for artists, including poets and authors, to get noticed |
An exquisite grain of sand, now honed to near perfection by the action of the ocean waves’ constant polishing of it for years, lies unnoticed on the beach, lost among the host of other grains. Its fate is sealed by the sheer vastness of the number of neighboring sand grains occupying its beach. Likewise, who notices the remarkable blade of grass in the newly mowed lawn or the prize cow in a herd in the pasture? The healthiest, most beautiful tree lives and dies unrecognized in the rain forest. In Nature even the most magnificent of individuals frequently goes unnoticed amongst its companions. The competing blizzard among humans’ works of creativity causes many artists to remain unknown regardless of the quality of their creations. In today’s marketplace what chance has the unknown artist to be discovered? A poet’s or author’s book is swallowed up among hundreds of thousands of books published annually. Likewise the local potter, painter, sculptor, photographer, musician, actor, etc., etc. has his works swamped by the many thousands of other creations. With any chance of commercial success or fame so scant, why then does the artist persist to produce creative pieces? He continues working for the sheer satisfaction that accompanies producing something that’s uniquely his own. An artist creates for the pure joy involved in the creative process. Unless he creates, an artist leads a life that is unfulfilled and hollow. A true artist creates because he must. Please check out my ten books: http://www.amazon.com/Jr.-Harry-E.-Gilleland/e/B004SVLY02/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0 |