I find it amazing that at even the best juried shows people will
still ask me if I make it myself.
I have a slightly more benign interpretation of this phenomenon.
Most of the time, I don’t think people doubt that the work is hand
made by the artist-- they are still not accustomed to finding
themselves face to face with the person who actually created
something. They ask "Did you really make all these things yourself?"
and I smile and say, “With my very own ten little fingers!” and
waggle those exact fingers in the air. It is an expression of awe,
A related reaction that I have observed all my life is astonishment
that I just made something. The idea that the
object/drawing,/ring/whatever was finished just last night or an
hour ago seems to especially baffle people. This one I can’t
explain. At a benefit, once, I sat and made simple rings for people
all evening, while they stood there. You’d have thought I was making
them fur coats, they were so pleased. And they fit!
Few people, these days, have much contact with the creative process,
or own anything that was custom-made for them. They have
complicated-- and conflicted-- feelings about people who do creative
work, and about the work itself.
I’m sure many of you have encoutered people who wanted to be friends
with you, not because they were drawn to you for your qualities as a
human being, but because of their fascination with talent. I think
of this as “moth to the flame syndrome”. It makes me very
uncomfortable, and I avoid such people as much as possible.
Anyway, try not to hold people’s unconsidered reactions against
them-- we all do it, in one context or another.