In my own case, I worry about lack of development in that I don’t have a string or wives or mistresses; I don’t have major changes of style every few years; I don’t have a philosophy based upon grandiose ideas or a philosophy based on philosophy such as that of Wittgenstein or Sartre.
Gino Severino the Italian Futurist wrote in 1946
‘ It cannot even be said that peace has come after the war……few people…have faith in their fellow man…ill-will and superficiality are so widespread…that disbelief in men seems justified and the truth is so twisted by private interests that one can hardly believe in truth….’
Plato, that man of words who dreamed of an ideal society had no use for poets or artists. Banning them from Utopia was high on his social agenda.
After a century of experiment in the visual arts, the dogged landscape tradition, far from giving up the ghost, is still as strong as ever.
I’d be the first to admit to my ambivalence about both fame and the art market.
Maybe that’s the clue. Invent your own label. None of this vacillating between modes, methods and materials but an easily identifiable label, preferably one word, that would fit neatly on your gravestone