This evening I read this line from Molly Crabapple in The New York Times: What you get in life isn’t about how much you cultivate your talent; it’s about how you cultivate your name.
Early today I talked to a woman whose children go to my son’s school. We have friends in common, we’ve chatted a few times, but our children are not friends and I don’t know her well.
“Are you still making amazing art?” she asked.
“Oh. Um. Well, I’m still making art,” I said.
She laughed and told me how much she liked the work I had in the art festival. I thanked her and talked about the festival’s plans for next year–new layout, fewer artists.
I didn’t tell her I had art at Genuine Joe’s Coffee House or at IF+D in downtown Austin. Sure, I thought about it. But I didn’t want to sound weird or presumptuous.
That doesn’t sound like cultivating my name, does it? Perhaps my work is doomed.
How do you feel about this idea of cultivating your name? How would you do it? How important is it? Have you ever been taken with anyone who was more name than art? What creative do you know who have both?
A typical conversation in our house:
Husband: Did you give that person a business card?
Husband: Why not?
Me: I don’t know. It seems pushy.