The internet being what it is, I can't confidently state that Picasso actually said or wrote these words, but let's assume he may have said something similar, and move on.
Whoever said it, this quote elegantly demythologizes the notion that artists are visited by a benevolent goddess who drops art fully formed onto their canvas/paper/keyboard, etc.
The mythical place where one can "get ideas" is equally absurd.
In truth, the only way to create art of any value is to work at it constantly. Part of that work is developing an ability to recognize images, phrases, or situations that might be turned into something. It's a skill that can be learned and improved, and it involves making a lot of stuff that gets discarded.
I thought about this over recent days, for a couple of reasons. Each time I complete another 150 Bizarro gags, I place the original art in an archival storage box and take a moment to observe the body of work as it grows. This month, I filled the fourteenth boxful of Bizarro art, bringing the total to 2,100 gags since I took over the daily panels in 2018.
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The Bizarro pile o' art, July 2024 |
A few days ago, I also answered some questions for a King Features blog post, including, "What advice do you have for aspiring comic artists?" Naturally, I mentioned the importance of doing the work consistently, over and over.
Knowing that the best art is the product of human determination makes me admire my favorites even more. Believing that artists have a mystical creature giving them "ideas" dismisses what they actually do, and makes them nothing more than lottery winners, worthy of jealousy perhaps, but certainly not respect.
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Don't Be That Guy Pencil, Micron marker, & rubber stamp on 3" x 5" index card, 2024 |
After that near-rant, I must mention that Dan and I are fortunate to have so many readers who appreciate and understand how art comes to be (even lowly gag cartoons!) and we're beyond grateful for your support and readership.
When the King Features blog post is up, I'll be sure to share it. It includes a photo of my cluttered but beloved workspace.
Before we review this week's comics, we'll cleanse our palates with a simian pipe pic.
I looted this seafaring primate from my friend Timothy P's Facebook page. Here's his comment on it:
Spotted this a few weeks ago in the atrium of where my parents live. I'm sure there's an explanation for it, but I don't know it.