“My art has been praised in many circles, but it has not fetched me money,” I sensed a tinge of sadness in his voice, as he continued to stroke the canvas with his brush.
It was beautiful to holiday at the same place where we’d first met, but Harry was now an embittered man. Yet, he was capturing the scene for posterity, as he said.
I made an effort to inject some tranquillity in his mood.
“You know, Harry, we make money only when our talent meets somebody’s requirements. But companionship and love are about meeting each other’s emotional needs, not financial.”
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A great six-sentence story from Reena Saxena.
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It is difficult for artists to make a living from the sales of their art, but to be an artist on the side can bring significant happiness.
Good Six!
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Yes. Practical realities of life… Thanks a lot!
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He is successful so long as he loves what he is doing, also.
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Yes. We need to redefine success.
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Good Six
(for a second there, I thought she would say something about how the value of deceased artist often skyrockets… lol)
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Evolution to that level might need a few more sentences 😊
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You can’t spell heart without art. Good post
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Thanks a lot!
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…and we make art only when the heart goes into the work…
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Yes. That is right too.
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