Worldwide recognition is something tempting, but I try not to think about it too much.
I am inspired to write this blog post because I read something interesting about French-American artist Louise Bourgeois. The fact is that a famous female sculptor had to wait many decades before finally being accorded the attention and received worldwide recognition of the world of art, which she deserved. Bourgeois was born in 1911. When the most prestigious museum (Museum of Modern Art in New York City) staged her retrospective, which boosted the Bourgeois’ artistic career, she was 72 years old. It happened in 1982.
Moreover, one of her most impressive exhibitions was the great retrospective at the Tate Modern in London, in 2006, when she was 95. When I realized that someone can be noticed and appreciated worldwide while this person being seventy or even ninety years old, I realized how much work and fun are ahead of me. I wrote many times that, without a doubt, I will get worldwide recognition one hundred years after my death.
Still, maybe it happens earlier, for example, when I would be ninety years old.
I started running my blog in September 2017. I was 32 years old then. How tremendous it would be for me if my next 60 years of living will be full of taking pictures, writing texts, preparing additional editions of “Diaries,” and creating new works (e.g., “Negation of the End,” or “Earth Wars.”). My aim is to be creative until the very last day of my living. Who knows, maybe MOMA or Tate will recognize my works of art before I die. It would be good, but I don’t care if it happens. The most crucial is to remain creative on the highest level and to provide incentives to other people.
Last but not least, I want to endure in my artworks for future generations. Worldwide recognition does not bother me at all. What I really want is to stop writing this text, get up, and take a walk in my local surroundings to take new, astonishing pictures.
