Great artists are that through one part inheritance and one part hard work. Give us Malcolm Gladwell’s 10,000 Hours and most of us could paint solid brush strokes or build quality sculptures. The want to create is fleeting, though, and the ability to channel the necessary competitive, dictatorial edge that drives our finest artists -that inherited burn- eludes most of the pool of humanity.
I’ve been on a kick of artist-driven documentaries lately. Watching them, the thought above kept bouncing in my brain.
Exit Through the Gift Shop (2012)
Being Elmo (2011)
The Artist is Present (2012)