Creative Fellowship

When friends push each other in art

Somewhat messy painting studio with canvases, and painting on the wall like graffiti.
Somewhat messy painting studio with canvases, and painting on the wall like graffiti.
Photo by Matthieu Comoy on Unsplash

cre·a·tive fel·low·ship noun. A group of friends who work together on some sort of art or creative pursuit.

Being a part of a creative fellowship has been one of the biggest contributors to any success I’ve had as an artist. It has had such an impact on my creative endeavors that I can’t stress enough the benefit you can get from it. It’s not just sitting around painting; this turned into a group that took ourselves to a different level, involving creating, presenting, promoting, growing as artists and learning what we did an did not want from it.

In general, the people in such a group don’t necessarily need to work on the same project or same medium, but they do need to work in the same space at the same time. Long distance is not as effective and should be avoided. Even if the creative endeavors are web-based to begin with, there’s something irreplaceable about working in the same space, commenting on each other’s progress, eating a sandwich together. Holding each other accountable. Telling them that you don’t buy their BS and to get to work already. …


To revisit a bibliophilic romance

Book with two pages making the shape of a heart
Book with two pages making the shape of a heart
Photo by Rajesh Rajput on Unsplash

I love finding a good book. Not just any old read, but a book that I can spend time with, get to know, take to coffee, snuggle up with on the sofa. A book that captures my mind and leaves me feeling its lack while I’m at work. One that distracts me when I’m hanging out with friends. A book for which I will steal away during a dinner party for a few covert pages.

Sometimes I find myself looking at used books. I might be at a used bookstore, or a thrift store that sells books. …


A rare political piece from me

Once you’ve cast your ballot it’s too late

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Image for post
Photo by Glen Carrie on Unsplash

I have been assaulted. Outside of a restaurant two men hit a friend of mine and me from behind. Other times people have tried to assault me — with a 2X4 on more than one occasion. I am gay, you see, and I was living in San Antonio, Texas.

The creepiest time was when a pick-up truck was following me down the interstate. …

About

Earnest Painter

Writer, reader, artist, owner of cats. My novelette, Carmela’s Outside, is due to be released this year. • ratherearnestpainter.com

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