Creative Life: Celebrating Life

25 Jun
the tatoo apprentice is contemplating a bite out of baby

Lizard’s pals have a 4-week old newborn. 

Lolita and Lizard King made the pilgrimage to Pittsburgh last weekend. Any time is a good time for our pals to check in at Pittsburgh’s Artform Gallery and Tattoo. They trust no other shop with their ink. But this visit was highlighted by the celebration of a new baby.

That baby seemed to encapsulate the spirit of the evening. Two members of the Pittsburgh arts community were commencing a show at the gallery, and the larger family of artists was there to cheer. It was a celebration of new artistic creation, and by extension, a celebration of life itself.  Though not all artists believe in G-d, most acknowledge some Driving Force that takes hold, especially as the creative project builds momentum. The artist is not alone, even through the inevitable periods of isolation during the creative process. There is a partnership. The Creator, The Artist, is involved intricately in the process.

For the artist, and probably not just for the artist, these exhibition openings can be expressions of gratitude, joyful acknowledgments of the creative Partner who holds us as we bring new work into the world. The event at Artform Gallery and Tattoo was a celebration of artists for artists and for life. The work of the two was the work of the many. The achievement of the two was the success of all. The newborn baby announced and affirmed the miraculous power of G-d to bring new life into the world. The artist could be reminded that her own unique creative partnership with The Artist is also about renewal, about sustaining life in the world.

It occurred to Lolita how profoundly the tattoo artist represents this concept of the artist sustaining life in the world. Tattoo artists are deeply connected, beholden in a very personal, physical way to their clients. The tattoo is on the skin, a visible expression of the client’s values and passions. And Lizard, who had thought to party down at the event, ended up taking nothing but ginger ale. Nobody seemed to be imbibing much or drugging out. People were really just grooving on the art and the company. It seems the celebration of life, in its purest form, is enough drug by itself.


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