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May 23, 2006

The Well-Fed Artist

Money is on my mind lately. So I was intrigued by this post at Type Faster, where Anne Merril muses on the downsides of the "starving artist" myth:

I'm sitting here, trying to imagine what [being broke] must be like. We're not rich, my partner and I, nor even what I would consider "well-off" in terms of money. But we manage to pay our bills, pay off a mortgage and save money. Not a lot, but enough for emergencies. This is with my partner out of work at the moment. We're survivng entirely on my wage, which is at the low end of the middle-class wage.

I could never, ever stand living hand to mouth. That sort of existance doesn't interest me in the slightest. How on earth can artists afford materials if they can't pay the rent? Writers are a little better off, because all you need to write is paper and imagination. But eventually you'll need a computer, and a printer, and money for postage, and...

Merril concludes that she's not cut out for starving:

What was the moral of this post? Oh yes! I'd rather work hard and live comfortably and sacrifice art time than starve but have hours and hours to create.

So, I probably won't be a successful artist or writer. On the other hand, I have a great credit rating and I'm not desperately scrabbling for every cent.

This, for me, is contentment.

Her balance of job and art reminds me of the Sex and Cash Theory posited by Hugh MacLeod at gapingvoid:

"The creative person basically has two kinds of jobs: One is the sexy, creative kind. Second is the kind that pays the bills. Sometimes the task in hand covers both bases, but not often. This tense duality will always play center stage. It will never be transcended."

I'm six months into my freelance writing and editing career, meant to replace the income from the software job I left last fall. Up to this point, I've been more entranced by writing fiction and blogging, and haven't put much effort into finding paid work. Not surprising, then, that the contracts haven't come pouring in. So now I have to redress the balance of sex and cash, because being totally broke is not good for my art or my family.

Anyone need a good technical editor?

Posted by Alison at May 23, 2006 09:07 PM | This entry posted in: Making a Living
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Alison,
I was just envying you your writing time yesterday, thinking, well, I write for 7 hours a day. . . about lighting controls, energy efficiency, etc., why don't I seem to be able to devote the time I want to my "real" writing? And thinking, now if I just didn't need so much to live on, I could be a "real" writer. So today's post made me laugh, to realize we're pretty much all in the same boat, balancing our real writing and our "real" writing.
Rita

Posted by: Rita at May 24, 2006 03:04 PM

for me it's about balance...balancing necessary evils like making money and laundry with the delights of making art. the funny thing is that the longer i do this, the more i realize that i NEED the necessary evils to balance my deep hearted passion. i need the immediate gratification of my commercial writing and the 30 minute increments of brain-rest bending over the washer sorting socks...somehow they give me space for art.

Posted by: stacy at May 27, 2006 11:01 AM
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Alison Gresik has been crafting her writing life for the last fourteen years. She is the author of Brick and Mortar, a collection of linked stories.

Visit her author blog at www.gresik.ca.

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