Just another line, I say to myself every morning. I pray fervently to be able to push aside every distraction and just write my next book.
I have come to a conclusion that art was meant to be defied. No one would have so much time and devotion to create if they had to also deal with making their bed, doing a day job and all such.
People are meant to patronize you simply because they believe you give some sort of meaning to existence. I once read that Micheal Angelo had a patron who bought all his paintings.
“Michelangelo (6 March 1475 – 18 February 1564) had a complicated relationship with the Medici family, who were for most of his lifetime the effective rulers of his home city of Florence.” – Wikipedia
Stories have it that after his work for Lorenzo de’ Medici, his art was mostly created resultant to commissions from the Medici family.
In his lifetime, Michelangelo was often called Il Divino (“the divine one”). He must have embodied some sense, some kind of unearthly symbol to humanity that there are unheard of mysteries that can only be tapped by a few.
Also at the same time a rival artist whose work stands admired almost as much as Angelo was Leonardo Davinci.
One would wonder how these two men became so powerful that their names remain etched in history. They had one thing in common though.
Lorenzo de’ Medici, who had at that time been in the ruling family of the city. Lorenzo had sent a gift to Ludovico from Leonardo’s work.
Consequently, the artist was employed by Ludovico from 1481 to 1499, during which time his most important works were the Virgin of the Rocks, the Last Supperand a huge model of a horse for an equestrian monument. He also made the enchanting Mona Lisa painting.
This is my thought today. I will let you brood on this. Creation is fuelled by believers and believers provide resources for their objects of affection. Why did people believe in arts in those times, why should they believe in art today?