Saturday, 6 April 2013

Artist Biography

It's strange where you can find friendship. Even friendships that you know are likely transient can provide such warmth in days of loneliness. He's a gorgeous soul, this friend of mine, his creativity in his field of graphic design and photography is just so admirable, his passion for capturing and sharing beauty inspires me. He's taught me a lot about design software, always generous, and I help him in my way. We work together to make pretty documents, visions of potential urban futures. Or something. We talk all day, we like a lot of the same things, we get drunk sometimes on a Friday night. It's not a sexual interaction, he has his boy lover, and I don't think of him like that, despite his tall blue eyed beauty. He is having a solo photographic exhibition soon, his first, wants to be a photographic artist, travel the world sharing it's beauty by clever use of his lens. And I believe in him, sometimes my tainted artist heart rears its head in cynicism, but I think he has the optimism and drive, supported by talent to make it happen. So I encourage him, always. This week he asked me to write his artist biography for his exhibition. Cute little thing had been struggling with it for a long time, hard to write about yourself for public consumption at the best of times, especially if images are your tools of expression, not words. So I took his awkward draft , and I worked on it for him, and I think came up with something special, something worthy of his fine compositional eye. We came up with a name for his collection too, a perfect name. He was so grateful for my words, I could see how touched he was by my descriptions of his works, the sweet light I was able to shine on his efforts, and I was happy to be able to give him something to help on his way. Well placed encouragement can be a wondrous thing. Brave boy putting himself, his vision, so close to his heart, on display. He inspires me every day, his hard working ethic, his creativity, his ability to befriend all and sundry yet remain true to his vision. He makes me coffee, shows my tips and tricks in Indesign, laughs at my jokes, offers me his couch when I get too drunk to drive home and has been my work companion since my two best girls were made redundant. Together, for now, we will be aspiring artists. I can use a friend like him, one that gives to me, without even trying, by just being himself.

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