Art, Inc.

A few things happened all at once. We suddenly noticed a few things in rapid succession that clued us in. 


The first was that I found a set of guitar strings I had bought a year ago and never opened, cluing me in that I literally hadn't touched my guitar in that long. The second realization happened on a long road trip. Mark lamented to me that he was bored of all of our music, and that none of our favorite bands had come out with a CD in so long. Then we looked- we had not bought an album for over a year. In fact- we hadn't been to a show where we

could have bought an album in over two years. 


And we'd missed art openings for just as long. And the Infringement festival came and went- the only festival I know of that is designed to distract an entire city with 11 days worth of art across dozens of venues- some planned, some spontaneous. And that entire time we had attended only one event, and only half heartedly then.

What had we been doing with our time, do you ask?

Growing up, I think, in the most main stream conventional way available. It doesn't leave time for this silliness. And we think it defies what it means to be human at our very core. 
It's not necessarily that we were unhappy about most of that. We were both working jobs helping people and the city, we were living above the poverty line for the first time in years, and we were considering buying a house. But some things were pretty typically lame,  we were feeling really depressed about the general trend, and we never seemed to do something just to do it, just to enjoy it. Everything was done for specific reasons, all the time. Always behind screens. BAH!
We've decided to revolt a bit. 
Why should nearing thirty mean an end to art? travel? music? creating? 
So we decided: every week, instead of naps, dinner dates, planning meetings, going to the gym and resume updates, we would squeeze in as much art as possible. We'd incorporate art to the point of inconvenience, and just see... see what happens.

Here are the ground rules: 


1) Participate in some form of art once aweek at least, mixing it up as much as possible.  Mostly local, mostly small, but attending something classical at least every other month. 

2) Create things whenever we can. 

3) Buy from artisans rather than retailers whenever possible. 

4) Talk about it. Was it actually changing life for us? Did we feel more at

peace? What was the scene like? Do we recommend it?



Try it with us.

Comment if you are in. Let the games begin.