Today, I happened to walk into the Coffee Shop at the same time as an artist was hanging her work for display. It wasn’t long before she and I were in a fast and free conversation about her art. That’s to say, something clicked and we found ourselves giving voice to each other’s ideas. A curious introduction, so quickly eye to eye.
I occasionally wonder about that — about how some people you meet feel like an old friend in moments, and how some others never seem to be more than acquaintances even after knowing them for years?
Then, again, maybe it’s not so strange for an artist to be easy to talk with. After all, she’s already hung her work — which is her attempt to communicate — on a public wall. You can’t get much more inviting than that, can you?
Jess is a young artist, and of course her work is still developmental, but I think she has promise. Her paintings are original, they make an impact, and so maybe she even has great promise. But it’s so hard to judge with a young artist because you never know whether over the years they will pursue their strengths, and thus develop their promise; or instead whether they will try to merely compensate for their weaknesses, and thus almost certainly be damned to mediocrity.
Now, if I had to guess, I would guess this artist is going end up playing to her strengths. What I saw today is that her technique hasn’t yet caught up with her vision, so there’s still a noticeable awkwardness to her art. On the other hand, each of her paintings seemed a bright burst of originality shining through that awkwardness. And, all in all, it’s that originality that is most her.
Too bad I will probably lose track of her. I think it would be very interesting to see what she does next.