{"id":4545,"date":"2018-11-02T08:49:18","date_gmt":"2018-11-02T15:49:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/?p=4545"},"modified":"2020-06-22T06:47:22","modified_gmt":"2020-06-22T13:47:22","slug":"on-becoming-a-visual-artist","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/meditations\/on-becoming-a-visual-artist\/","title":{"rendered":"On Becoming a Visual Artist"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Something is overtaking me. I felt it recently while walking in rain, when most of my interesting or sometimes great notions manifest. <\/p>\n<p>I am becoming a visual artist and visual artist entrepreneur.<\/p>\n<p>The overtaking began when:<\/p>\n<p>I had just shored up a driftwood fort that I photographed for an upcoming gallery show. <\/p>\n<p>I had just collected another keyhole limpet for the magical necklaces I make and sell. <\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/IMG_8896.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1751\" height=\"1950\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-4547\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/IMG_8896.jpg 1751w, https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/IMG_8896-269x300.jpg 269w, https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/IMG_8896-768x855.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.nestuccaspitpress.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/IMG_8896-919x1024.jpg 919w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1751px) 100vw, 1751px\" \/>I had just placed a sand dollar atop two rain-soaked mushrooms just off the dune trail as a kind of mini, far out sculpture of nature, in nature, that would surely delight any person who happened along it. <\/p>\n<p>I had just used a stick to form a heart out of elk scat to offer a stark metaphorical contrast between the shape and the material that would surely unsettle or amuse any beachcomber who bothered to check out elk scat. <\/p>\n<p>I had just picked up an exquisite piece of beaverwood for an upcoming gallery show in collaboration with Oregon Coast beavers. 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